One for me…and one for you.

Lincoln has taken it upon himself to start feeding the dog.

Great.

At first I thought it was an accident, but no, it has very clearly become an intentional habit.

Linc is eating, Kato walks up to the high chair, Linc gives him his food, and then it continues, a bite for me, bite for you, bite for me, bite for you, until there is no more food left and Lincoln cries for me to get him more.

Although this is incredibly cute and Kato probably deserves a treat or two from the one member of the family who does nothing but climb on him, pull his ears, and poke him in the eyes, I would rather Lincoln not give his food away.

Oh well.

I guess I should be happy that Kato waits until the baby feeds him and does not help himself.

At the very least, we are all being polite.

Best Buds

“How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live ’em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give ’em.”
― Shel Silverstein

 

Circus, Football, and an Inappropriate Dog

Today was a great day.

We went to the circus.

And it was awesome.

We watched the Chief’s game (thank goodness for DVR).

And they lost bad.

and then, once the older kids left, this happened…

Well terd- I have a great video of Lincoln trying to roll over and my dog, Lucy, walking over and humping in the middle of his efforts.  But with all the new camera software I can’t figure out how to get it loaded.  For another day I suppose.

The question is: Am I a bad mom for not stopping that?  Personally, I thought it was hilarious.  I realize I may have the sense of humor of an adolescent boy, but I was in tears.  It was that funny.