These monkeys were cute until they stole Cedar’s ice cream. Cedar walked out of the gift shop with a wrapped ice cream bar in his hands and an adult monkeys ran across the road, ripped it out of his hands, climbed onto the roof, and ate it, shamelessly in front of 40 onlookers. The nerve! Poor Cedar was so upset. Then, later up the road (because we didn’t learn our lesson), Peter handed C an unwrapped granola bar and a group of monkeys charged us. I screamed, grabbed the bar from Cedar and threw

New Curious George seasons!