So thanks to Michelle, the entire office wants to know why I got a stuffed monkey in the mail today. Apparently Michelle found a Monchhichi doll in the store and decided it would be a good idea to mail it to my office.
So for all that have heard the stories of me nursing my Monchhichi as a child...here is a visual.
There you have it. A Monday laugh on me. I'm just glad no one walked into my office while I took this picture.
6 comments:
Ah la la la la la. Nothing could make me happier than seeing that picture on your blog. I only wished I had been able to send the picture of you with it so the office would understand. Anyway, I'm glad you see the humor. We are definitely laughing AT you, not WITH you...
That story will live forever - and each time it rears its head we get a good laugh - thanks for being so understanding and Michelle - way to go....
Oh man, the only thing that would have made that picture would be a co-worker in the background witnessing you nursing that monkey.
Coach, there is a special bond that happens while a man nurses his Monchhichi. It is too special to be interrupted by work...I shut the door and closed the blinds to my office.
Wow. I think I'll sleep on the couch tonight.
Justin...lactating...stuffed monkey. Is there anyone on the earth that remains confused as to why all we Lisonbee kids need therapy?
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