yay weekend
School week is finito. I'm tarred. Tired. But the laundry is done. Freaking right.
Charlie didn't chew up much of anything while I was gone all day Thursday. Not anything that I've found yet, anyway. If she were going to, she probably would've started with the toilet paper, but I'm not sure that she can reach that high. I have, however, just realized that she's chewing on a matchbook under the desk. Bad monkey.
I miss my friends. Charlie's not great at conversation, she mostly just looks at me as if to say, "Yes, I'm very concerned about that, as well. May I have a treat? Can we go outside again? Are you still talking?"
Charlie didn't chew up much of anything while I was gone all day Thursday. Not anything that I've found yet, anyway. If she were going to, she probably would've started with the toilet paper, but I'm not sure that she can reach that high. I have, however, just realized that she's chewing on a matchbook under the desk. Bad monkey.
I miss my friends. Charlie's not great at conversation, she mostly just looks at me as if to say, "Yes, I'm very concerned about that, as well. May I have a treat? Can we go outside again? Are you still talking?"