Sunday, September 10, 2006

RABID DOG & STAR GAZER

The Girl was playing "dog," a game that involves barking, licking (gross) and an occasional bite on Mommy. After the dog went "crazy loco" and bit me, she looked admiringly at her handiwork on my forearm and announced, "Mommy, I made a beautiful constellation on your arm." WTF? She can't shit on the toilet with regularity, but she knows what a constellation is? And when did dogs learn to talk?

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