Monkeys in a Car

Yes, my blog title is "Monkeys in a Car." And no, I don't mean MY children.

I'm tucking CME in to bed tonight, and rather than going into his usual monologue about Halo Wars, or his imaginary friend, Roginox's, latest escapades, he starts telling me what a crazy day he had. How he saw monkeys in a car.

I did some questioning, thinking he'd seen something on TV, but he insisted it was real, and that his Dad had seen them too.

While I was at work tonight, our friend Major Mark came over to get my Mark's advice on a new HDTV purchase. They took the kids to Ultimate Electronics to do some comparison shopping.

On the way home, they were stuck in traffic on Sante Fe. Major Mark noticed something with a funny tail in a blue Prius a few cars ahead. They pulled up closer, and saw a Capuchin monkey, wearing an orange shirt, sitting in the back window of the car looking back at them. As they pulled up, they saw another monkey sitting in the lap of the woman driving, with its hands on the steering wheel. This made an impression on my kids.

I'm not sure what the city regulations are concerning driving around with monkeys in your vehicle, or letting them have the steering wheel. But I'm going to be on the lookout for a blue Prius. Nice to know there's someone out there with goofier monkeys than mine!