On school days, Rerun has to get up around 6:40-ish.  Sometimes we get him up a little earlier, sometimes a little later.  The bus comes at 7:15 am, so he and I walk out the door at 7:10.  It makes for an early morning.  By the time Rerun gets home, at around 10:45, he’s ready […]

If there are Thin Mints on that table, Thumper has no issue climbing up for one.  And when I say “up,” I mean “on.” Of course, then he turns the Lashes of Power on me and says, “Pweeze?” And as soon as he scores a cookie, there is Rerun at my elbow, who knows a […]

Thumper has an inquiring mind. He’s not usually a “mouthy” baby, but this time, he couldn’t resist. Silly baby Thumper, who is not really a baby anymore. Bubbles don’t taste good, and you left a few on your face!