|I still do this. By "this", I mean sprawl all over Daddy and the couch.|
It's raining all the time.
I know Mommy doesn't like to go out in the rain,
so I don't make her.
Mommy edit: False. I prefer not to go out in the rain, but I will for the dogs. Sloan, on the other hand, is convinced she'll melt. Because of this she owns two raincoats: one winter and one summer. She's still so dramatic about it I keep threatening to get her a bucket hat or Doggles.
Since we've been inside,
Mommy's been looking at old pictures of me.
She shows them to me,
as if I forgot what I used to look like:
the same adorableness, just with a darker mask.