"Mine, mine, mine. Ky-wee. Mine. Ky-wee."
There's no question where Kylie the not-really-a-puppy-but-we-still-call-her-a-puppy's weight gain is coming from.
(We won't discuss where my weight gain is coming from.)
(Cookies.)
Thursday, January 05, 2012
To the End, Always the End
Sitting at the table, with pieces of broken gluten-free pretzels...
"Mine, mine, mine. Ky-wee. Mine. Ky-wee."
There's no question where Kylie the not-really-a-puppy-but-we-still-call-her-a-puppy's weight gain is coming from.
(We won't discuss where my weight gain is coming from.)
(Cookies.)
"Mine, mine, mine. Ky-wee. Mine. Ky-wee."
There's no question where Kylie the not-really-a-puppy-but-we-still-call-her-a-puppy's weight gain is coming from.
(We won't discuss where my weight gain is coming from.)
(Cookies.)
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3 comments:
He looks like such a little man! No more baby! *sniff* :)
How cute is that!?!
He has such a strong look of concentration -- love it.
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