We’re out of milk. I could, of course, go buy some. I’m sure Chris would appreciate that. But I don’t like to put Jack through the trauma of getting in his puppy prison just so I can run to the bodega for two minutes. And I can’t take him to the bodega with me because then I’d have to tie him up outside and apparently there is a dognapper on the loose in my neighborhood.
I think we can all agree that Jack and his cute little ears would be napped for sure. This effectively gets me out of doing errands.
On another note, I think I am going to start doing a little weekend wrap-up instead of trying to post on Saturday and Sunday and then failing miserably. So I will be back on Sunday with pictures. I hope the majority of them will be of fruits and vegetables and not ice cream and beer, but we’ll see what happens.
OH! One last thing – you should go watch Kristen bake because her daughter is the cutest little butterfly I’ve ever seen and the cookies don’t look so bad either. Plus she’s funny and I like funny.