While I was rocking Isaac and Brooke was laying in bed:
"Momma, I have a new song to sing to Isaac."
"Okay, let's hear it."
"Monkey, monkey, eat your food. Monkey, monkey, please don't peel off anyone's face."
(At this point she kept singing about Monkey, Monkey, but I have no idea what she said because I was laughing so hard.)
Four kids who talk a lot and one who just destroys things and screams
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