It was a lazy and loving Sunday at the Chalupa house! We slept in, cuddled and read, then ate breakfast. We played around, and then the three of us walked to the park. Carter monkied around there, and then came home for a lunch of reliable old solid food (thanks, Foot & Mouth, for going away!) and she crashed.
I love Sunday's!
Ok, after watching the first minute of this video, I was going to take back my comment on June 11th. But she is so much more cute when she is not throwing a little fit. I don't think I have ever experienced that in person. So the great thing about dogs is they don't throw fits like that, but other then that they are very similar. You take them to parks and such to exercise them and tire them out so they will sleep at night. Oh but Carter will grow up and feed herself and driver herself around and such. GOD if only the dogs could drive themselves back and forth to St. Paul, that would be about 16 hours a year I could get back of my life.... I am sure Rinky would have to sport some sexy Doggles while he was driving.
Actually, the fit-throwing warmed my heart because it let me know that Isaac isn't the only one who does it. Yeah, it's his neat, new trick. Stop doing whatever it is he wants to be doing (usually either reading books or watching Carter on YouTube) and he presses his forehead to the ground and wails. Ahh, toddlers.
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