Last night as Harper was getting ready for bed I heard her giggling in the dining room. Suspicious, I poked my head around the corner to find her brushing Willa’s teeth… with her new Crayola toothbrush. Yuck.
Then, this morning it was Brad’s turn to get Harper out of her crib and dressed. While I was sleepily grappling with the idea of getting up for the day I overheard Brad in the kitchen saying, “Harper, do you want some coffee?” Not cool, Brad. Not cool.
Also, this is happening: http://attaboydogs.blogspot.com/2012/10/this-wonderful-dog-is-at-hcas-please.html
How could you say no to this face?
Please let us know if you have any leads.