This happens. Grayson terrorized my poor doggie.
And that happens. (Was Grayson aiming for his shoe??)
I was in the kitchen when I heard Grayson chuckling to himself. I mean, he was seriously amused. I could only guess what my 22 month old was doing.
Then, Penny Lane (my overweight black lab/dane mix) came flying through the living room to stand at my side. You can imagine my consternation when I saw a painted horse approaching.
Thought For the Day: Never ever underestimate the reach, skill, determination and will of a toddler. You will get punked.