I'm much too tired for it being 10:51pm. Especially considering I drank a mocha frappacino and a Diet Pepsi within the last two hours. Ugh. I gagged a little typing the word Pepsl;akdjfsd. I can't even bring myself to write it again. I just returned from school where that company that begins with a P has a monopoly on our vending machines. Now, if only I made the rules...
This must have been the good part in the book.
Just a little ice cream sandwich shared between boy and man's best friend. You know he totally stuck the licked hand back into his mouth after he shared his snack. And I just sat back and watched because, seriously, did you think that I had time between hand-in-dog-mouth and hand-in-his-mouth to get a wipe. Um, that would be a big fat no. We're lucky that Leland is baby-friendly. If she were on the other side of the fence, though, Baby B would be defending himself from an in-your-face lickfest.
Mmmmmm, vanilla flavored dog slobber. Yuh-mmy.
Apparently, if you just add water, they grow.