Last night during the Super Bowl, your auntie, you, and me went for a walk. We had eaten so much that we needed to stretch our legs and burn a few calories. We decided to take Chloe, the dog, with us. You insisted on carrying her leash and walking her. Although by the looks of it, she was walking you. You ran to try to catch up with her. The leash got tangled many times in between your legs. I know you were having fun because we could hear the giggles as you trotted down the street. We got about 1/4 the way around the block when Chloe knocked you down for about the fourth time. At that point you got up, handed me the leash, and said, "This is crazy!" Your Auntie and I just about died laughing. It was the cutest thing and the truest use of the word crazy!
6 months ago