Our Labor Day plans included bringing out the battery operated Barbie car for the kids to cruise around the yard, taking turns in the drivers seat.
But the rains came and reminded us that things don't always work out the way we would like them to...
and so we went to plan B.
Dear Diary,
Today was all about food. There was good food and better food. There were crumbs and there were entire portions of hot dog... thrown to the floor, and they all had my name on it. When the food stopped coming, I did what I had to do. And then... there it was.. the voice that irritates me to no end reminds me of good doggie etiquette, making me the fine Cockapoo I was meant to be. 'Gracie, no! Get down from the kids table!! What is your problem?!' Seriously... the only problem I see here is that she doesn't know how to enjoy life to the fullest... Lucky for me, these kiddies love to feed me. I can wait. Gracie.
I hope everyone had a safe and fun Labor Day!
