So I had to command the dog to sit and lay down. No, she did not want to be there. But at least she doesn't snap at Joey. Just a few more weeks until he's dropping Cheerios everywhere, then they'll be best friends.
Not sure how I got them both to look at me, but somehow it all worked out.
Our own little Jr. Rockasaurus. Thanks, Aunt Rachel, for the cool onesie!
2 comments:
so adorable and pants in july is this a new form of torture !!! i love you mom
i wish pants in july was torture. really, it was cool enough here for pants!!
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