No Boy Scouts. No Girl Scouts. No report cards. No E600 glue and sequins. Not even a husband (he flew the coop for the sunny side of Detroit for a few...) Minimum Day schedule all week. 80 degree weather to enjoy. And possibly even a pedicure in the near future. I could get used to this. And no daddy means eating all the naughty food: In-n-Out Burger...and our favorite: breakfast for dinner...and it also means 6 additional bed mates: 3 human and 3 with fur. Fun!
5 comments:
Your doggies are so sweet. In this town we have huMONgous redneck dogs that eat little pooches for breakfast and sling slobber from the back of pick-up trucks.
Lovely, I know.
ooooohhh.. enjoy it! I love those weeks!
enjoy!
Sounds lovely!
wowooooow, Im so darn jealous!! I hope you get tons of time to do things you like to do!! xoxo LA
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