Sick day
Well, the offspring and I are home with colds. This about what I expected since R had her first day of preschool last week. Who knows though, the germs, the germs are everywhere. P is the cutest little snotnosed baby you ever saw though. A fever gives her face such a rosy glow.
R is definitely her father's daughter. Over the last few days she has come up the most economical and efficient new imaginary friends. She gets in her car seat and takes off her shoes and socks. She then holds and talks to her feet. Yes, her bare feet. They are her doggies. Specifically "Sandy" and "Sandy's Daddy". She has recently become fixated on the name Sandy for all of her dog toys. So here feet are her puppies. But here's the efficient part. She informs us that she is going to take them for a walk. When we get somewhere we put her shoes and socks back on and she gets out of the car. She then says "Come on Sandy, Sandy's Daddy, lets go for a walk! Let's go! Come on!" Then she runs while talking to her feet. Taking her puppies FOR A WALK! Get it? Freaking hilarious to see her running along, looking at her own feet, coaxing them along.
I've had to convince her that there is no good way to attach leashes. She is disappointed at that.
R is definitely her father's daughter. Over the last few days she has come up the most economical and efficient new imaginary friends. She gets in her car seat and takes off her shoes and socks. She then holds and talks to her feet. Yes, her bare feet. They are her doggies. Specifically "Sandy" and "Sandy's Daddy". She has recently become fixated on the name Sandy for all of her dog toys. So here feet are her puppies. But here's the efficient part. She informs us that she is going to take them for a walk. When we get somewhere we put her shoes and socks back on and she gets out of the car. She then says "Come on Sandy, Sandy's Daddy, lets go for a walk! Let's go! Come on!" Then she runs while talking to her feet. Taking her puppies FOR A WALK! Get it? Freaking hilarious to see her running along, looking at her own feet, coaxing them along.
I've had to convince her that there is no good way to attach leashes. She is disappointed at that.