stuck to a monkey while the Tttanic goes down

Grandma picked Anthony up from school today.  She took him to Titanic in Pigeon Forge to see the snow. He's also having a sleepover.  Emily was wild today.  She got in the kitchen cabinets and was playing with my pots.  She was using the pots for drums and was sliding the lids across the floor like she was playing air hockey.  When I went to get a hand towel out of the drawer I found out that she had filled the drawer with diapers.  Emily woke up a few minutes ago crying.  She was holding Mr. Monkey.  I kept telling her to put him down, but she wouldn't listen.  It was still dark in her room so I didn't notice right away, but he was attached to her wrist.  She somehow got her hand in the bow around his neck and was wearing him around her wrist like a bracelet.