Bad behavoir isn't something only WOMEN inflict upon me. "Et TU, BABY?"
As I was getting ready to go out back to cut firewood Sunday, Baby knew where I was heading and began dancing around my feet, coaxing and anticipating another trip into the woods. I am familiar with his attention span and the amount of his patience, (about as much as a fruit fly, or a small kid has) and I didn’t want to have to ride herd on him, while cutting and hauling firewood. I thought about leaving him at home, but I knew that if I did, he would mope around attempting to make me feel... Sign in to see full entry.