This morning I took a minute to stop in the bathroom and when I got back I couldn't find Levi. I left him sitting on the couch watching TV. I looked in the kitchen. No Levi. I looked in his room. No Levi. The other bathrooms, our bedroom, the sunroom. Nope. I called his name and I heard giggles. Good thing the kid can't keep quiet! Want to know where I found him? I'll let you guess........
Sunday, February 17, 2008
A missing boy and a drowned rat
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What a weekend of just pure cute! I bet they smell good, too!
Wendy,
You make me miss my baby Yorkies.... I had Rocky first...he weighed about 10 pounds and Gigi next.... She was TINY. I do have to say that mine were dumb as a box of rocks, but I adored them anyway..... Hmmmmmmmm, should I get a new dog???? Andrew may divorce me!
Hehehhe cute place to hide! That little doggie is so pretty
I wanted to post a comment this time, even if my english is not very sure, because I thought it aleready as he played jail and now I must "write it out loud": your son is a genius. Don't tell him yet, but he sure is brilliant!
Greetings from Switzerland!
Karin, adoptive mum to 2 girls from Colombia
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