Ashton chewed a hole in his new Christmas sweater, then puked it up. Yes, it was as gross as it sounds.
I ate Mum’s glasses while she was in the shower! I’ve had quite a feast on her things this week.
If it’s made of plastic and it’s in reach, it’s Merlins.
“I like eating toys that belong to the small child next door”
“I convince my brother to go outside and then I run back in and eat his supper”
Our 6 month old labradoodle, Rupert, escaped from his kennel and (surprisingly since he is a usually a very very calm puppy) freaked out barking at the front door and trying to get out. He managed to lock the deadbolt (you know, the kind that can only be locked and unlocked from the inside) and lock us out of the apartment.
“Hi, I’m Rupert. I locked my mom and dad out of the apartment while they were at dinner. Some nice firemen had to come break the door down- I got so scared I peed on the carpet. Dad thinks it’s funny, mom is not pleased.”
I tore mom’s cashmere scarf into pieces and shredded an entire roll of poop bags (while they were at the grocery store for 20 minutes)
Texas thunderstorms are really scary. I need my family to stay awake with me so I can “protect” them all night long.
Albert decided to scale onto the kitchen counter where there just happened to be a lamb roast……hence the box of shame…
This is not my chair…but it should be.
We had an Italian day and we spent the entire day making sauce, meatballs and pasta. The pasta has to dry over night, and Lexi took it upon herself to help us clean up sometime during the night. She ate 2-3 lbs of pasta that took us 2 hours to make. Naughty girl.