but then Sunday came...and well...she knows our weakness...so we forgave her...
Easter cookies in our noms on Sunday...life is sooooo good...Momma let us eat outside to enjoy the cool morning weather. She put our food bowls on the step so we wouldn't have to strain our big an beawooootiful necks. She is so thoughtful.
Uhhhh....DOOFUS! You are doing it wrong! Is there ANYTHING in your noggin? I didn't think so.
YES THERE IS MIA!
I will show you, you big meany, gimme that ball Fatso! Just wait until we go to the park later...you will have wished that you were nicer to your most handsomest, pawsomest, cutest brudder...
Maaaaaaaaaaackkkkk. Come quick.
Oh Mia, where are you? I can't find you.
Over here? nope.
Over there! Da na na na na naaaaaaaaaaaaa, never fear, MACK ATTACK IS HERE!
Mia, I will help your big butt, but first you have to say sowwy and that I am the coolest and smartest brudder you ever did have.
Ugh, FINE! You are the coolest and smartest brudder ever. NOW GET IT away from Uncle Keithy!!
I got it! I got it! I got it!
I may have tumble weeds blowing through my head, but you got thunder thighs! neener, neener, neener! FATSO!