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A good little dog.

June 8, 2011

I feel a little late to the game training Miss P to follow directions.  I came out of the gate much stronger with the twins.  This was in part due to necessity. In my experience, two babies are exponentially more dangerous than one.  One baby grabbing the dresser and pulling up is a milestone; two and the dresser comes tumbling down (hence the bolting of our furniture to our walls).  One baby running away from me on the beach is kind of funny, but two babies running in two different directions is a matter of life and death.  So we started booty camp (training them to follow directions) early with the twins.  We keep postponing Miss P’s booty camp.  And she is very wild.  This is a matter of great concern for Elisabeth, who refers to Miss P as “my baby” and “sweet one”.  She shudders to think that Miss P would ever be disciplined.  As soon as I say, “Come here, Patience,” Elisabeth is on the run to grab her and guide her over, “She’s coming!  See, here she comes.”  This morning, as she attempted to stick her tongue in an oscillating fan I simultaneously grabbed her hand and dragged her to me and said, “Come here Patience.” Elisabeth clapped with joy cheering, “Good dog!  Good dog!”

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Mary Olson permalink
    June 8, 2011 12:12 pm

    A charming early morning read ! Thank you, ever-observant mom —Good mom, good mom.

  2. Beth S permalink
    June 8, 2011 12:51 pm

    She is so darling, I could eat her up. My two youngest are asking to watch it for a third time.

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