Whenever I lock the poor doggy away in his "safe zone" free from Little E's harassment, she heads straight for his bed and jumps, squealing all over it. She lured Parker into her gleeful game today too.
Aside from this cuteness the day was a little rough. I guess this is the payback that everyone jokes about parents getting when their kids have babies of their own. Little E treats Parker like my sisters and I treated each other when we were little. Putting her hand or foot on Parkers side of the stroller evoking horror movie worthy screams from poor miss P. I think I've said before that I feel like a referee, but sometimes by the end of the end of the day I am so drained and sad that I've just been mad and disciplining my daughter all day. Have you heard the word counterwill?
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