Tuesday, October 25, 2011
You know how kids always hand things to their moms to carry for them? "Don't bring your gigantic dinosaur, you won't want to carry it after 10 minutes." They bring it anyway, of course, then mumsy dearest gets to carry the dino the rest of the day! Saoirse is the same, in her own puppy way. She brings me things to hold for her while she chews on them, tries to bury them underneath me for future nibbling, or just brings me toys and leaves them in my lap as she goes to do something else. I'm a table!