Little Dog was deciding who had to take him to the downstairs bathroom since the upstairs bathroom is currently out of commission.
"Eeenie, meenie, minee, mo!" he said, pointing to a place between me and Mr. Dog.
"Who was that, mom or me?" asked Mr. Dog.
"You! You're mo!"
"Really? I'm mo?" says Mr. Dog.
"Yep. I totally moed you."
And off they went.
Pasta ala Fridge
5 years ago