Is it possible that this little monkey has been a part of our lives for almost a whole year? More really, if you count the nine months he rode along. The strong, silent type.
In the first 51 weeks of his life, he's done a lot.
He has conquered one of the most powerful cities in the world with his cool blue eyes and drooly smile:
He's given concerts on the art in Battery Park:
He's robbed many unsuspecting picnickers (who forgive him immediately when he flashes a grin)
He has become the heart and soul of a very happy family:
It's hard to remember life without our Van. Back when we were on time for things. Back when we didn't have to pack up the fridge to go out on the town. Back when our house was a little quieter, and a little less filled with toys.
Nietsche said, "Without chaos in your soul, you cannot give birth to a dancing star."
Well thank goodness for chaos, because it fulfilled its duty.