We went to a pool party over the weekend (no incidents!) and as it started to get dark Jesse started to get cold. He didn't want to get out though so he kept playing. After a little bit more though with purple lips and teeth chattering we left for the towels.
I wrapped Jesse up like swaddling a baby and held him in the crook of my arm. His sweet little face was looking up at me, happy as can be. I looked over to see that Simon was still wrapped up too and felt something soft and rough rub on my arm. I looked down and Jesse was licking me.
I laughed and said, "Jesse what are you doing? Why are you licking me?"
He looked up at me with his impy smile and said, "I'm a doggie." And licked me again.
That boy!
2 comments:
Ick! Well, you know he wouldn't lick you if he didn't like you so much!
That's great--until he starts asking to eat dinner out of a bowl on the floor!
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