Where's My Monkey?

I recently bought Monkey a pair of camouflage pajamas.  I wasn't sure if he would like them at first, he turned his nose up at a t-shirt with a monkey on it claiming he doesn't like monkeys so I wasn't sure if he would like these.  I shouldn't have worried, he loved them!


We went over to my parents house the other night and we tend to stay a little late.  I always bring a pair of jammies for the kids to wear so they can go straight to bed.  I made sure I brought Monkey's new pair of camo pajamas.


When he put them on he made sure he stood in front of the plant.  We all played it up; where's Monkey?, I don't see him.  He would then come out from in front of the plant and announce that he had been hiding in camouflage.  We'd laugh and it went on a few more times.


He decided to go play but at one point he had gotten rough and I had to yell at him.  Before I could punish him though, he stood in front of the plant and stood very still with his eyes closed and arms behind his back.  When I said his name, he didn't move.  He was camouflaged.  He obviously couldn't get in trouble if I couldn't see him.  When I said his name he even said, "You can't see me, I'm camouflaged."  Now I ask you, how am I supposed to yell at a child when I'm trying not to laugh?

He had eaten something blue, I can only imagine what.  It had to have been sugar - lots of it - because this is the only shot I was able to get that was "in focus".

Can you see him?

He wouldn't smile for the longest time for the picture.  He kept saying I couldn't see him and I didn't know if he was smiling or not.

Vicky