Wednesday, December 7, 2011

No, we don't have a dog...

...and *obviously* children are very different from dogs. But my family always had a dog when I was growing up, and I can't help but be amused by the similarities that present themselves at times.

"No Honey, don't eat the garbage!"

"Anne, I really think it's a bad idea for you to crawl under my chair like that..." *thwack* "WAHHHHHHHHHH!"

"If you're going to act like that on the couch, you're going to have to sit on the floor!"

"Uh oh, what's that smell? Oh God, what's that *on the floor*?!"

"Anne spit up, let me wipe...No, no, don't play in it!!"

"Anne, no, let me have that. No, NO, that can't go in your mouth..."

And my personal favorite:

"It's too quiet in here, what on earth are they up to?!"

1 comment:

  1. HB used to pant especially when he was looking around for the nipple. He'd get so frustrated (had latching issues). It was cute, but I know he was only behaving that way because he was hungry.


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