on the new year…
The Pup: WHAT? I didn’t get to watch the ball drop?
Me: you fell asleep, and I tried to wake you up.
Pup: AND they drank the rest of my pepsi? I HATE ALL OF YOU! (stompstompstompDOORSLAMtears)
Me: First Hormonal PreTeen Tantrum of the Year: 10:01 am. It can only get better from here, right? RIGHT!?!?!???
Happy New Year!