I think Boy#2's teeth look fine.
Not as nice as mine, of course. He'd never be able to hold on to a squirrel.
While they were waiting for the new appliances at orthodontist, Susan came across this picture in a magazine and thought of me.
I chose not to be offended. I haven't peed on the floor in a long time. Not since I was a frazzled new adoptee in a strange new land.
But this fellow surely looks regretful. I think that's why they named the rug design "Reflections."Although the pattern also does such a nice job of looking like reflecting pee puddles.
I also appreciate the power of the guilt trip. "Our Looms. Your Legacy." (Dog pee is pretty hard to get rid of...)
I am not sure who would want a dog-pee patterned rug. But there are a lot of rugs in the world that are pretty odd.
|In case you don't have a real dog to trip over constantly. source|
|Don't you want to bounce on the yolks? source|
|I like to watch Susan cringe when she looks at this rug. |
Is it because she is done, done, done with March?
Or simply her deep aversion to the anarchy of
a truck driving across a white, indoor rug? source
|Boy#1, on the other hand, would love this rug in his room. source|
|Here's one for Dave. He knows why.|
|I know our Grandma Elizabeth would love this rug. source|
|Here's one for Uncle Andy. source|
|Boy#2's rug request. source|
And finally, a rug for Carmella!
I wish this was me...it sure looks like Stuart. source
As you can probably tell, we are trapped in our house by March freezing rain and sloppy ice. Clearly, Susan doesn't want to do taxes or vacuum. Happy, Saturday!