Wednesday, October 11, 2006


Our Peekapoo, Molly, has quite the mouth on her, especially when the Pretend Husband is the one to voice her thoughts. It’s become standard for me to admonish, “Molly, language!” after the PH voices what he just knows she’s thinking. Here’s an exchange from the other night.
PH: “Oh, do you want to go out?”
Molly: “If I had hands, I’d slap you!”
(long pause)
PH: “This never gets old.”

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