Think ::So hang in with me on this long story, it has a clever idea at the end I promise.
The past two summers we have hopped free military flights over to Europe. A nice military benefit we get because of Major Mister Pink and his job in the Army. Being free made taking three little kids easier and two of them were even in diapers.
The first summer we got to the airport and were lucky to get to Germany, which was our plan. Yet when we got to Germany we then decided to find our way to Italy, France and Austria and Switzerland.
Then last summer we planned a big trip all through Italy. The girls watched movies about Italy and we did a ton of research. When we got to the airport the flight we wanted was canceled so we hopped on the next one (a 5 minute decision) that was going to Spain.
It was not till we were over the Atlantic Ocean that we looked at a map to see where we were landing in Spain. It was no where near where we thought. So our Italy trip went fast out the window and we now were asking the other 10 people on the KC10 refueling Jet anything they knew about what to do in Spain.
One of the pilots told us to go to the Rock of Gibraltar, but to watch out for the Monkeys. We seriously thought he was kidding.
We spent 2 weeks in Spain, Portugal, Morocco and did find our way to the Rock of Gibraltar.

We made it to Gibraltar and the rock looked just like I had imagined it from growing up seeing it on all the Prudential life insurance advertising. (did you you know that was the rock?)
Anyway we drove on the island and then I started asking the locals what to do and what we should see. A tour guide who was taking a break from his tour told us how to drive to the top of the rock. He then said, "if you see any monkeys make sure you feed them"
So we then drove up to the top in a spiral like fashion on these small little roads. We saw monkeys' everywhere, 2 yards from our car.
So Mister Pink told the girls to throw a pretzel out there. (this was the monkey). So they threw out their pretzel and in a flash of a second this is what happened.....

he jumped in the car! Of course I grab my camera first to take a photo. (yep mom of the year - NOT) After the photo he then jumped in on her head and was fully in our small Geo Metro. We were all screaming like a family of monkeys. Mister Pink was screaming like a little girl and this may have been the only time I have ever seen him freak out. The Monkeys were huge! His teeth were shiny and sharp. We finally got him to jump off of her head and then it jumped on the roof of the car. Mister Pink was trying to drive fast, but remember we were on small one lane roads on top of a mountain. The windows were all manual roll up windows and I could not reach over to roll it up. We then thought the monkey was gone, but again it jumped back into the car. Mister Pink finally hit it hard with his backpack and it jumped out of the car. We stopped the car, rolled up all the windows and then sat there SCREAMING. All of us. I laugh at the computer as I type this. We were in freak out mode for 5 minutes.
It was for sure the highlight of our trip and we love to tell the story to anyone who will listen.

The year before our 2nd child was horned by a cow on the top of a mountain in Switzerland trying to take the bell of her neck - so who knows what will happen this year (yep we are going to try to go again at the end of August)
So here comes my clever idea. Every year for the first day of school the girls bring in a book to give to the teacher. We draw their hand and write a little story about what they did that summer. We also put a photo of them.
This year we bought one of those ginormous books at Costco. good thing they had the 5 little monkeys, it was perfect.