The Smurfs are Back. Be Afraid!

After putting the Phoebster to bed, Monkey-Girl (now officially Mother Monkey) noticed this gruesome scene. We have several to-be-unpacked boxes stacked in front of our fireplace. It was our intent to prevent little Phoebe and Mercutio from getting into trouble with the fireplace.

We had no idea what the blue Belgian bastard was capable of. Those poor monkeys never knew it was coming. Fortunately, we now have a priest on hand for occasions like this.

So anyway, our digital camera may be kaput, but the Blackberry's working nicely. I've even updated the baby pictures!

Come back tomorrow and read the tale of the concerned motorist.