The Eagle Flies At Midnight
August30
I think a coupe d’etat is being planned. The dog and the baby are going to gang up on me. I’m not sure what the plan is yet…but I’ve caught them planning.
“Careful…pretend we aren’t talking. That mommy is nosy. She keeps looking over here.”
“Uh oh. She caught us. Smile. Cuteness will distract her.”
“I’ll leave first. You follow in 5 minutes. Meet me in the hallway.”
“Damn her! She caught us again! Abort! Abort!”
Actually this last photo is an example of how the dog and Sabrina torment each other all day long. She takes his toys and teases him with her toys. He lays exactly where she wants to crawl, making her whine and grunt while she tries to crawl over or around him.
Ha Ha! So true- please don’t make us have to think harder than we already do!
Ha Ha! So true- please don’t make us have to think harder than we already do!
Ha that was funny!
Ha that was funny!
By the way I am now 372 months old.
By the way I am now 372 months old.
How ridiculous. What’s the point of that?
How ridiculous. What’s the point of that?
I personally stopped that months crap at 11 months. Once I could say he was one that was close enough for anyone that didn’t need to know more details than that.
And 372 months sounded really old until I figured out that I am 462 months old. But I might use that the next time someone asks how old I am. By the time they figure out the math they will have stopped caring how old I am!
That is so funny!! I needed a laugh.
Thanks
Ginger
I love it, Michelle! I caught myself doing this until Victoria was 14 months……I was in severe denial that she was “a year & a few months” ……….a YEAR seemed so surreal to me.
Welcome back, girl! I’m heading out on Friday….
I LOVE THAT 🙂
I constantly—-way before emma—want to introduce myself in months.
Do people not get that there is too much MATH involved there??
Awe… so cute!! Best buds forever!!
Glad Sabrina and the dog are getting along so well. That is something I have to worry about when my little one comes home. The pictures are very cute and so is the story to go along.
Gail
Our dog does the same thing. She is a big baby!! If we sit on the floor to play with Reese, she sits in our laps (she is a golden retriever!!). She is so jealous of him. BUT, when it is dinner time Reese is her best friend. I swear she has gained five pounds since he came home!!
Love her smile!