Here I am in 1979 with my Sock Monkey. Check out how big my eyes are! I think I'm afraid it's going to eat me or something!
Miss Rhylah in 2007 with her newly aquired Sock Monkey.
"Are you talkin' to ME?" The Sock Monkey tradition continues...
I was at Target last night, having some time to myself, when I stumbled across something that stirred some memories. A sock monkey. I remember my sock monkey as a child, and immediately remembered a favorite photo from my baby album of me "wrestling with my sock monkey." That's exactly how my mother labeled the photo. Of course I HAD to buy the thing and take a similar photo with Rhy. It was too much fun to pass up! So the tradition continues!
2 comments:
Awww, that's so sweet!
Go gettim, Tiger! (I mean Rhy!)
I LOVE sock monkeys! Don't ask me where yours came from - I am not sure - but I vaguely recall that your gramma Staude may have made yours!
I love their red butts!
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