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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

If We Couldn't Laugh We Would All Go Insane

So, in an effort to actually use our dining room, we had dinner at the table last night. Everything was going pretty well. Jason and I had just about finished our meal like civilized adults when Miss C plunged her hand into my mashed potatoes.

We got that cleaned up but really could have left it alone since she ended up smearing her sweet potatoes all over herself {including in her hair} and all over me.

After she'd finished, we left to clean her up and came back in to find Fred ON THE TABLE cleaning off the rest of the food.

We are apparently hillbillies.

{Rest assured--baby, table, and plates were all well cleaned by the end of the night.}

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous6/27/2012

    Wow! Fred as a Food Tester, to add to all his other important jobs. That is one smart dog. (Sort of the Norris Department of Homeland Security, huh?)
    Happy and non-poisonous Days !
    (Fred has sworn me to uphold that story.)


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