Emerson was sleeping when we got home. When he woke up we ran upstairs and gave him a big hug. He put his arms around me and let out a big sigh. That melted my heart. And then he was off.
On our way home we stopped by the store to get a toy for Emerson. We picked well. Any thing to do with water is sure to cause a tantrum when it's all over.
Rusty (Emerson calls him "rushy") had his manhood taken away while we were gone. Poor dog... cone of shame!!!
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Poor Rusty and the cone of shame. :-) Glad Emerson liked his toy. It looks like fun!
Michelle! Im glad you found me on facebook... which resulted in me finding out you had a blog! I love to follow blogs :)
I am glad that you guys were able to get away before school starts and the baby comes! It looks like it was a lot of fun! I'm sure glad we were able to play before I left, thanks for being a wonderful friend Michelle, I sure love ya-
Don't listen to him, he's wearing the cone of shame.
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