Me: Well you look rather happy. Beaumont: That's because I am. Me:  You're welcome. Beau:  What for? Me:  I'm the one who suggested to your dad he ask Tamz to come and stay with you while he came out to the coast to join me. Beau:  Well that was a no-brainer. Me:  He could have put you in a... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  So... you go off on a trip and forget all about me? Me:  I haven't forgotten about you. I've just been visiting and having fun. Beau:  And drinking a whole lot of wine from the looks of it. Me:  Not that much. Beau:  Sure. So you say. I saw the photos. Me:  Are you judging me? Beau:  Who me? Judge? Nah.... Continue Reading →

Me:  Beau. You know you're not a lapdog, right? Beau:  Says who? Me:  Says me. You're too big to be a lapdog. Beau:    You must be mistaken. I seem to fit just fine on this chair. Me:  You're sitting on me. Beau:  What's your point? Me:  You're heavy. Beau:  Then maybe you should have moved before I climbed up into the chair.... Continue Reading →

Beaumont:  Um.... just because you spent the day yesterday as a wild dandelion woman doesn't mean I have to become a dandelion pooch today! Me:  C'mon Beau! Where's your sense of adventure? Beau:  I left it on the couch when you made me get up and come for a walk at this undawgly hour this morning. Me:  It's not... Continue Reading →

Me:  Beaumont. Leave the cat alone. Beau:  Maybe if she wasn't here I wouldn't be so pestered by her and you wouldn't have to be reminding me to leave her alone. Me:  She's only here for the weekend. Beau:   I thought I told you I didn't want her to come back after the last time. Me:  I thought... Continue Reading →

Me:  Beaumont!  Is that a moose leg bone in the bed? Beau:  What about it? Me:  I go take a shower and you bring that thing onto the bed? Ugh. Disgusting. Beau:  My dad said it was ok. Me:  I repeat. Ugh. Disgusting. Please remove it. Beau:  Nah. I like it. But, (smiling slyly) if it bothers you that much... Continue Reading →

Me: Beaumont Beau:  (innocently) W'az up? Me:  Don't you w'za up me. You know. Beau: Know what? Me:  There's a ball on the bed. Beau:  A ball? Hmmm....  I don't see a ball. Me:  I do. Beau: Then close your eyes. Go back to sleep. You won’t see it anymore. Me: I can’t. I’ll still... Continue Reading →

  Me:  Beaumont? Beau:  Whaaaat? Me:  Why are you hiding in the kitchen? Beau:  I'm not. Me:  Then what are you doing? Beau:  Waiting. Me:  For what? Beau:  Not 'for what'.  For who. Me:  (Sigh)  Whom. Beau:  What? Me:  The proper way to say it is, For whom. Beau:  Who. Whom.  Doesn't matter. What matters is my buddy, Rod, said he might... Continue Reading →