Thursday, November 06, 2008


I'm hiding. I'm hiding.
But no one knows where.
Cause all they can see,
Is a bunch of my hair.

The poem is changed a little from the one that my mom used to read to me when I was small. For some reason I have never forgotten the first part of it.

I have no idea which end is up on Pansy, but I do know that she was comfortable this morning when I caught her napping.

I told you he was sassy! After all the work I am going through so that he can have a soft comfy bed, he has the nerve to stick his tongue out at me.

Junior is wondering how much longer it will take to get the table filled up again because it is getting close to nap time. Go figure.

1 comment:

Nancy K. said...

How'd the PT go? Any relief?

I know, I know ~ it takes a while...