Thursday, February 5, 2009


The last few days Mason has been a puppy. His favorite thing is for me to put a bowl of water on the floor for him to drink from, although we recently had to make that a nap time only activity since Max likes to pick it up and dump it on himself. Other than that I didn't think that Max was really getting the whole puppy thing until today when I handed him a few pieces of cereal to snack on. He promptly threw them on the floor and just as I was going to react to such blatant rudeness, he got down on his belly and licked that cinnamon crunch right up off the floor.

1 comment:

karen said...

Everyone of you kids went through the puppy phase. Except Jimmy who wanted to be an alligator.