You'll never find him. Go ahead and try. (Hint: He's got his head down, trying to look nonchalant.)
Still can't see him? Try this one.
Or this one might be easier.
OK, Fine. I'll just tell you. He's right there in front, in the striped sweater.
Doesn't he look warm? It's a good thing, too, because ever since "Waldo" here got his spring haircut he's been shaking and shivering. (I guess it's a little early in the year for a buzz cut.) I felt sorry enough for him this afternoon that I dug this sweater out of the back of Grace's closet. She's long since outgrown it, of course, but as soon as she figured out what I had planned she wanted to wear it herself. (I'll admit it looked pretty adorable on her too, way back then. (Sorry, you'll have to scroll. It's a long one.)) But I soon convinced her that playing dress up with the dog is much more fun.
And it is!
I may have created a monster.
A warm, fuzzy monster.
And it is!
I may have created a monster.
A warm, fuzzy monster.
6 comments:
o, yes, he's dashing!
So what did "Waldo" think of being dressed up? He looks mighty handsome.
I like a well-dressed head of human resources. We have a professional standard to keep in our household, after all.
How does he like his sweater? Has he stopped shivering?
I'm not trying to brag, but I was able to find him right away.
Probably because he is just so cute.
It looks cold there! Your kids are so cute and I love how you record the sweet things they say!
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