It was suspiciously quiet around here, so I went into the kitchen. There sat Dennis, in my chair at the table, with an open jar of peanut butter. He was digging out peanut butter with a butter knife and licking it off the knife. I know David and I have both been known to do this, but we usually use a spoon. And we don't do it in front of Dennis. I guess he just had a craving. I'm impressed that he found and opened the peanut butter!
When the mail arrived today there was a package that was too large for the box. The mail carrier came up the driveway and honked the horn. I left Dennis playing alone in his room while I went out to get the package (some books I had ordered). When I came back into his room, he was standing on his train table peering out the side of the blinds to see what I was doing out front.
I cut his hair tonight under much duress. He kept swatting my hand away and saying "no". We finally resorted to use of the portable DVD player and holding his head at times. The torture was over soon enough and he's a bit less shaggy looking now. I'll post a picture tomorrow because I know he won't be letting me near his head again tonight!
Blogger tells me that this is my 365th post. Hooray for me for keeping it going for a full year!!
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