One Sunday afternoon, I decided to sit on the back porch to blog and write in my journal.
I pad back to my chair. Wrap all back up in my blankie. Computer on my lap. Get all set.
I look left of my chair, where I am so wonderfully ensconced.
Zack is drooling, Zanna looking all expectant. Again. What part of this did they not get? Grrrrrrrr.