Five Little Monkeys

Monkey # 2 playing upright

Monkey # 1 enjoying cupcakes

The other day, my two daughters and I were playing in a neighbourhood playroom, when my toddler suddenly grew up and went to work:

She kissed her little sister and declared: "Bye, I am going to work," and headed for the door.

Are you a teacher or a doctor? I asked (as she has a few family members in each of those professions and is vaguely familiar with them).

"A doctor," she declared.
"And what will you be doing?", I queried.

She promptly shook her right index finger and said "no more monkeys jumping on the bed."

I wonder what she thinks a teacher does!

Five little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor,
And the doctor said
No more monkeys jumping on the bed

Four little monkeys jumping on the bed 
One fell off and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor 
And the doctor said,
No more monkeys jumping on the bed

Three little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor 
And the doctor said,
No more monkeys jumping on the bed

Two little monkeys jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor
And the doctor said,
No more monkeys jumping on the bed

One little monkey jumping on the bed
One fell off and bumped his head
Mama called the doctor 
And the doctor said,
Put those monkeys right to bed