So... it started like the perfect day. Momma actually took us for a walk... which quickly turned into a bad experience. We got sprayed by a rebel sprinkler and then we got mudded up. We get back home and momma decides to bathe us. Seriously. And she does. One by one. Are we mad? Oh yuh. We were hoping to come back and eat breakfast. Bath was NOT in our plan.
Look at the Wendy waiting for her bath. She could star in Les Miserables with that face!
I am anxious to get back in the house. I know momma is making breakfast at some point.
Post bath the two bums, JD and Wendy just decided to lounge and boycott breakfast which did not include any tortellini or cappelletti...life is hard, I hate green beans...