1 Month Old Festivities!

In honor of my 1 month birthday I hosted a leg wrestling match with reigning world champion Larry Bananas. I pinned him in an astonishing 4.83 seconds.

Humiliated by my unlikely triumph, I further humbled Larry Bananas by raising my legs as a sign of dominance and victory. 

Sorcery I tell you!

My mother has bewitched this wearable blanket to hold me prisoner and force me into a deep, irresistible sleep. I'm helpless against such dark powers.

Father's Day?

Whilst we should have still been celebrating my glorious arrival upon this planet, I was instead forced  to pay homage to this buffoon at a beer festival. As you can see, I forced him to carry me everywhere and hear my cries as retribution.

Uni for Uncle Fred!

In honor of my great uncle Fred Appelman, I demanded an order of Uni (Sea Urchin) and my parents were forced to oblige. Imagine a giant orange tongue made of butter and strange sea scents. Delightful, I know!

My Parents are Idiots

My first sushi experience, and they nearly ruined it with their juvenile antics. 

Still Rollin'

Playing the role of "Lil' Coolio" was oh so much fun, and I decided to keep on keepin' it real with this "fly hoodie"! Play on playa!

Lil' Coolio

Been spendin' most my life...

Livin' in a gangsta's paradise.
(Exploring my dangerous side. As I believe they stay on the streets: "you had best not be stepping my home boys." Oh this is exciting!)

Visitors from the strange land of "Oregon"

A gathering of the Augusts. Apparently all these fine looking men were named after me! (Yours truly with William August Schickler III, William August Schickler IV & William August Schickler V.)

Uncle Bill and Auntie Tana preparing for a dignified game of Croquet - my second favorite sport next to Polo!

The entire caravan of dignitaries from Oregon get in on the grand fun.

Uncle Bill attempts to soften his rugged features next to one of my award-winning rhododendrons. Remind me to order the gardeners to prune that overhang - what blight on my perfect course.

Cousin Nate and Auntie Melissa helped a family in need build a backyard fence. You can see where Little Mother Teresa of Calcutta gets her charity genes from...

Cousin Will and Uncle Adam put the finishing touches on the fence while I supervised from the cabana.

BFF Natalie and I greeted Nana and Papa in our royal robes. Natalie, caught here in a brief rage of jealousy over my glorious polka dot robe, quickly calmed when I informed her hers was made from the hide of a rare blue kangaroo.

A fancy gentleman guest joined us at the post-fence building celebration dinner. (Like I said - rugged!)

My adoring fans follow me everywhere!

Park People

I was all set to engage on my busy agenda when my foolish parents swept me away for a "picnic in the park." If I didn't lack basic functions such as independent movement I would have marched straight back to my office, but alas, I was forced to abide another day of leisure. 

King of the King Sized Bed

My parents were foolish enough to give me a taste of the good life in their deliciously comfy bed. As you can see, I quickly annexed it as part of my new domain and ceded my cramped crib to them.

A Filibuster Averted

Sir Balthazar (the monkey on the right) attempted a minor coup today during Mongolian Monkey parliamentary proceedings. His feeble try was quickly squashed by Tobias and I in a 2-1, majority vote.

(I continued to stare him down until he was shamed into submission.)

Style Points

Sometimes I like to sport my cool side. Note the stylin' "raised" hat and my ultra smooth, loose binki. Just me letting those other crib dwellers know I'm "in the game" (as the street babies say).

How exciting, my first "BBQ"

I'm not sure what this strange assortment of seemingly random letters means, but the delectable fare tickled my nostrils most wonderfully. 

A little pre-feast banter. Exchanging yachting tales with Nana and Papa.

Natalie brought down the house with her classic Fiddler on the Roof "Yente" impersonation. I was sweetly humming "Matchmaker Matchmaker" all night long in my crib...

Uncle Adam representing for Helena Montana's finest establishment O'Toole's. Sounds fancy!

There's a new Sheriff in town

As if my schedule wasn't busy enough already, I recently added Monkey Sheriff to my impressive resume. (Here I am at my inauguration with one of my many adoring fans.)

And here I am demonstrating the "surrender" technique to a group of young cadets.

Stink Eye = Tough Love

Tobias (my advisor on the left) got a little out of line at a recent Monkey Cabinet meeting. As you can see, I quickly put him in his place.

Deep in thought

Often I look to the sky to ponder the deep mysteries life.

Portrait Inspiration

Of course world-renowned portrait painter Amedeo Modigliani has demanded exclusive rights to be the first to paint my perfect features. But which photo should I send him to jump start his inspiration? 

Casual, relaxed, and not too desperate?

Eyes of intrigue?

A little attitude for the ladies...?

A preview of the gun show?

Or a little something I like to call "innocence in a sea of darkness"?

Little Mother Teresa of Calcutta

I will humbly admit this is my other nickname. Great works of charity such as mine seldom go unnoticed.

Kickin' it with my BFF

Took a short break from my busy agenda this AM for little gossip with Natalie. Topic of discussion seen here: Diaper rash in China. A new dilemma or a tightly controlled secret through the ages?

My Grand Arrival Home

As heir to the throne of Burke, I insisted that no expense be spared on the festivities thrown in my honor. Glorious times were had, but unfortunately the Nepalese Tiger ate the camera man, so no photo evidence remains. Here are pictures with me and some of the guests that stuck around afterwards though!

More Grandparents?! Hammy and Hampa of the distant realm of Montana.

And Uncle Martin too!

Plus the famed Soprano Marie Marotta (she lulled me to sleep with my favorite Italian lullabies).

A well-earned nap

Even Mongolian Monkeys need their ZZZs.

Word quickly spread of my coming, and I entertained many prestigious guests.

A meet and greet with the illustrious Nana.

A business lunch with Papa.

A goodwill mission to secure plenty of play dates with my "bff" Natalie (along with Auntie Melissa and Uncle Adam). 

And finally a strategy session on Italian relations with Jeff.

Hello World!

Greetings, it is I, the Mongolian Monkey! My parents, however, have renamed me Evan (as you can see by their strange choice in clothing, they lack common sense). I made my grand entrance into this world on Thursday, May 26th - mark that date on your calendars, it is sure to be declared a global holiday before long.