WOOF! What is this thing?
Recently, a friend Kevin worked with in California come to stay at our house. They wanted to check out Tennessee to possibly move here. He brought a little Person with. Every time she put her arms out, Mom picked her up.
What is going on? This little person is all over the place. Mom nearly panicked when she lost sight of the little thing and found her at the top of the stairs.
Mom says it’s because our new house is not baby-proof.
The little person wasn’t mean to me. She’d come and gently pat my head and hug my neck. One time she even snuggled with me on the floor but didn’t stay long. She explored everything.
She must have thought the water dish was a mini pool to cool off in.
I’m so glad Mom got me a fresh drink because I didn’t want to taste baby-toe flavored water.
I wonder if this is what it will be like one day when Mom is a grandma? She said it was good practice.
I love people, but can you tell I’m glad it was temporary?