Thursday, April 10, 2008
Boy's Best Friend
"Know where my chicken is? It's in Mayonnaise's mouth!" Camden was so proud of himself for figuring out a way to get rid of that chicken! We, of course, got him some more...
The other night, I woke up to find Camden in our bedroom. I escorted him back to bed. It wasn't until the next morning that I learned exactly what he had been doing. In his words: "Mommy, know why I was in your room? Mayonnaise had a bad dream. I told her it was okay." What a sweet boy!
Yesterday Mayo got in trouble and was sent to her bed. Actually, Dan had to physically carry her to her bed. And since she is bigger than I am I was pretty impressed! So a little while later Camden said, "Daddy, Mayonnaise doesn't want to be in time-out. I heard her say she's sorry."
That boy loves his dog. Oh, and the picture? Last summer in Yellowstone Camden spent a lot of his time rubbing dirt into her fur...and she loved it. Our beautiful dog was no longer shiny, but we had a happy boy and a happy dog -- what more could a mom want?