Marisol climbs into my sports bra for a secure ride. Baby monkeys cling to fur; it's a matter of life and death as their mother travels through the trees. But Paul and I are very slippery as surrogate parents go, so we have to improvise. (Marisol would be happy in our hair but she likes to chew on it, and there's the risk of us becoming poopheads.)
Mornings are hectic (feeding, cleaning cages, doing monkey laundry). And some things - pulling up your pants, putting toothpaste on your brush, hanging towels on the line - are particularly difficult one-handed.
Hopefully Marisol will be ready to venture off us soon and spend time playing with Venecia.
Mornings are hectic (feeding, cleaning cages, doing monkey laundry). And some things - pulling up your pants, putting toothpaste on your brush, hanging towels on the line - are particularly difficult one-handed.
Hopefully Marisol will be ready to venture off us soon and spend time playing with Venecia.
 Paul showers with Marisol. |  Paul shaves with Marisol. |  I do my hair with Marisol. |
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