Saturday, March 26, 2011


It all started when I left a bottle of glue on the living room table...

While my husband loves me despite such behavior,

my children love me because of it.

They took it as a sign that something should be glued. by them. right now.

Sure, this might look like any ole puddle of glue with a button stuck in it...but it is not.

"Mom. Look. It's my favorite!"

CB gave her creation a "hair cut" by trimming the feathers. It was later revealed in a dramatic telling that "He is an evil puppy. He knows how to fly." He is also capable of untying his leash, causing mischief (such as peeing on the carpet!), coming back and tying himself back up.

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