Farmer Gray

My girl's mom was sweet enough to take some pictures of me and MAD to get ready for the holiday season this morning and seriously, it was VERY sweet of her.  Mom gave her a crash course in the camera and she followed us all around while I told her about Nemo Neno and Cars and threw rocks at her while she was trying to take the pictures.  Apparently throwing rocks at an expensive camera and a good friend isn't cool..who knew?  Anyway, I was all ready to post the pics in the blog but as MAD went to edit I got in big trouble.  Apparently those are secret pics and can't be shared till Christmas time.  I don't understand these things but they were persistent even in the midst of my complaints.  The one I AM allowed to post though is my favorite anyway.  This goes out to my great Aunt Polly...I can't wait to meet you!!!

xoxo,
Farmer Gray

Monkey See Monkey Do..

Who in their right mind decided it was a good idea to pick a day where all people under 4 ft. tall are required to put on some ridiculous outfit that doesn't fit and is entirely too hot for the temperature outside and walk up to strangers who look terrifyingly dangerous and have them give you candy. Ummm..H-E-L-L-O, people.  So for 19 months all I hear is "don't take candy from strangers" and "strangers = dangers" or "if you don't know their name, don't play their game" (whatever that last one means) but all of a sudden tonight I'm allowed to approach whoever the heck I want, hold out some bag, and in fact ask that they put poison candy into it at their discretion?  I don't know, seems hypocritical to me. 

So, when mom first brought home this outfit I tried to make her wear it.  It apparently was a 2T-3T and in fact there was concern it was going to be too big.  Do my parents KNOW me?  I don't think I would know what "too big" was if it slapped me in the face.  But, then we arrived to my girl's house and I realized all little people were wearing these crazy costumes so with an animal cracker in hand I succumbed to the embarrassment that this was and decided to have myself a good night.  How could you not when you're the only monkey in the midst of three lovely ladies!

Y'all, the street we went down was CRAZY.  It's known in Richmond as the best trick or treating in the city and it didn't disappoint.  They block off the entire street to cars and these houses go ALL OUT as far as decoration.  One time these two black apes jumped out of a house and started running all around and scaring little kids - not cool. Nobody scares Lucille...nobody.  I would be lying to say I did a whole lot of trick or treating.  Much to mom's dismay I didn't collect a whole lot of candy and I'm fairly certain any chocolate I did collect has since been consumed by dad.  Somehow my bag always looked empty?!  Don't worry..I snuck a few from my girl's bucket.  Here J (and by J I mean Mr. Cow) and I are enjoying some evidence of our success.



**When not a fan of trick or treating, here are some steps to still be able to enjoy the treating at the end of the night.

1. Scope out the gal with the highest ratio of candy in bucket to inches tall:

2. Start up small talk while keeping banana in clear sight (notice she's trying not to look)

3. Take a seat on nearest curb to get more on her level but be careful to keep balance as monkey's are front heavy (ps. I'm pretty sure my buddy the cow stole that Reese's from Lucille as well).

4. Admire her "purse"

5. Look to Dad for advice on next step as she tweets about her favorite monkey. Dad's first words...show some leg.

6. Stop playing it cool and JUST GO FOR IT..what do you have to lose besides a snickers bar???

I had a fantastic night. My personality fit my costume as I ran all around the street screaming like a monkey. So fun to be with my friends and in some weird way I am already excited for next year.