A year ago I was trying to make reservations on the phone for a trip to Harrison Hot Springs and I gave Audrey a bucket of raisins to let me finish the conversation. The man on the phone heard me pass them to her and told a long-winded story of how he had a raisin farm with his wife and how important he thinks raisins are for children. I agreed, but mostly think that raisins are for mamas that need to get things done sometimes. A couple days ago I was trying to get dinner ready and Audrey hijacked the bag of raisins and planted herself by my feet. As you an see, not much has changed. The Pug is still interested, Audrey loves rasins, and I was able to get a few things done. Win, win, win!
"If you don't see the book on the shelf, write it." ~ Beverly Cleary