Me: Hey bud, how was your day?
Dizzle: Good. We went to church. Father Mark was there.
Me: Oh yeah?
Dizzle: Yeah, I heard Jesus was there, too, but I didn’t see him.
Me: Hey bud, how was your day?
Dizzle: Good. We went to church. Father Mark was there.
Me: Oh yeah?
Dizzle: Yeah, I heard Jesus was there, too, but I didn’t see him.
Dizzle to me: “If you don’t give me four cookies in my hand, I don’t think I’ll be your best friend anymore. Then, it’ll be Daddy.”
Dizzle (3) just grabbed Booski (1) by the face and gave him the sincerest apology: “I’m sorry I almost broke your neck.”
Does anyone know how to make a wimpy dog out of play-doh? This is what my daughter is requesting.