Andrew can say 4 words, mama, dada, up and dog. He can, but he really only says dog. He loves dogs. He wants to see Tinkerbell first thing in the morning. He smothers her with loves and kisses. He has learned how to be soft most of the time, so she puts up with him most of the time. In fact, she's learned there are advantages to having a baby for a best friend. The other day while I was in the bathroom, Andrew found the fig newtons in the pantry, and proceeded to feed Tinkerbell, one by one, half of the package before I came back! He's done it with pretzels and crackers too. Lucky dog.
1 comment:
That is sooooo cute! Makes me want to get a dog...but not really;)
Post a Comment