"What were you thinking? Why are you having a soda for breakfast? Did you shake it up on purpose?" Well of course she didn't do it on purpose, it fell on the floor from the top cabinet as she stood on the chair (allegedly) to get the stolen drinks, but at the moment all I could see was brown sugary liquid dripping off of the counter, the walls and Mae. I feel horrible for yelling at her. I apologized and I really do think she understands why I was so upset with her. It must be hard for her being
Oh and while we were out of the house for 1 hour, my dogs ate an entire bag of Hershey kisses, foil and all that we were saving to use in the girls' school Valentine bags. I know chocolate isn't good for dogs, but by now what haven't they eaten? The upside? The foil should be beautiful with the sunshine dancing off of it when it makes it through my dogs and onto my front lawn. That will brighten my day!