I sure do love my Mondays with Mommy. Of course I am told that someday I will despise them because it is the end of the weekend . . . but at this point in my life everyday is a weekend.
And what do you do on a weekend? The same thing Daddy does, sit back and drink a bottle.
Mommy was pretty busy with laundry. Usually I try to help but today I didn't lift a finger.
Hey, sometimes you need a break from growing-up.