Dad: Randall, did you feed the puppies this afternoon?Randall: Yes. Dad: Then why was their water bowl bone dry when I came home? Randall: I don’t know. Dad: If you gave them water then why were they so thirsty when I filled their bowl? Randall (emphatically): I don’t know! I did give them water! Dad: You’re going to have to come up with a good reason to make me believe that. Randall (desperately): Maybe it evaporated. At this point Christopher (who has been absorbed in a book and apparently ignoring this whole conversation) suddenly says offhandedly to no one in particular: Oh, I emptied the bowl. Dad (sternly): Christopher, you don’t dump out the dogs’ water! Christopher: Well, that was after I finished washing my fingers. Dad: You washed your hands in the dogs’ dish? Christopher: Randall told me to! (Long pause, then sorrowfully) And that is not a pleasant thing to do. --The Lady
Monday, July 16, 2007
I was working in the kitchen while Wade rolled happily around the living room, when suddenly I heard a distressed cry followed by a “thwoink, thwoink, thwoink”, then silence.
Upon going to search for Wade, I found an empty living room! After frantically looking up the stairs (totally illogical) and in the office, I finally found him---under the pie safe.
Every time he raised his head, it went "thwoink" on the bottom of the pie safe. Poor boy!
Then he had to endure a while longer while Mommy sat down and laughed hysterically and then went for the camera.
-- The Lady