Having spent a full week with two ‘tweens’ and a eight year old, I now fully understand why some animals eat their young.
I love her expression – I looked the same way this morning. “Oh dear God give me patience and I need it now!”
Can’t you just hear the conversation they might be having…or rather the whining she is listening to?
“We’re bored! He won’t let me play the PS2 with him! Can’t we go do something? Aren’t we going to the movies? Do I have to sit by him in the van?
More likely its stuff like, “She took my salmon!”
This was me this morning.
All I wanted to do was sit on the deck, drink my coffee while it was still warm and watch the squirrels play peek-a-boo around the pine trees.
To whomever designed the squirrel repellent bird feeders…you haven’t met the determined little fur balls in the Pacific Northwest.