How could anyone EVER find Molly when she is this good at hiding under the bed? You might search, and search forever, but you would practically need a 6th sense to find her. Amazing huh?
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Now this is just about ridiculous...I know I am complacent and I go along with just about anything, but this is a bit much. I mean, how much humiliation does one Bugg have to take? You dress me up in silly outfits and joke about my underbite. How about a little respect? Now, I am the first to sign on for a little fun, especially with my little Buddy Brandon, but can't we be equals? I think I deserve at least that!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Bugg for hire!! I know you think "nobody can take care of my baby the way I can" but you have never hired me! I am a full service child care provider. Here is my resume:
** Supervised daily infant bath time
**Oversaw the nursing of an infant
**Participated in nightly reading time
**Administered daily doses of kisses
**Provided countless hours of cuddle time
**Tested the safety features of numerous children's toys
(most did not withstand my rigorous pull apart test)
**Helped clean up voluminous spit up
**Handled (ie rolled around in) piles of children's laundry
**Assisted in bottle preparation in the event of spilled milk
**Facilitated countless hours of tummy time
**Observed the feeding of solid foods (looking for droppings)
Please do not hesitate to contact me with any questions. I can provide references upon request.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Having a baby brother is the best. I mean, aside from the spit up and all the new toys, I wasn't so sure that being a big brother was going to be all that great. But it is. Brandon and I are best buddies already. He is really interested in me. I like to sit up next to him and he likes to tug at my excess neck fur. And I've been told there's quite a lot of excess! He pokes me in the eye and sometimes flails while I'm in his path, but I just take it like a real Bugg. That's what friends are for, right? In return, he lets me smell the occasional ripe diaper and steal the occasional kiss. It's a match made in heaven.