Miss M is really starting to rebel. I know seasoned parents are peeing their pants with laughter right now. But she’s really starting. She looks at us as she knows she’s about to do something she’s not supposed to, she smiles this sly little smile, and she does it anyways. For instance, the dog crate. She loves to get in the dog crate. Usually we say no, and close it, with Izzie in or out. We want to keep it as Izzie’s safe place, a place where she can go if she needs a break from the chaos. But it’s hard to say no when she’s in there looking this darn cute. And when she hugs and kisses Izzie. So sweet. But then I remember how my dog rolls in poop and I say NO.
Inspiration . . .
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