It sorta looked like the Sorting Hat, and then it didn't. Last day of vacation -- I guess it's making me a little crazy (the having to go back to work part, not the being on vacation part). I feel hopeful for the first time in a long time, given the news of the day - maybe being orange and crooked and on the way out is a thing.
My son, then about 4 years old, was being his wild self right at bedtime. I said, "no more monkey business!" in my best stern-mom voice, and he looked me gleefully in the eye and declared, "infinity more monkeys!"