Me: Beaumont. The ball is right beside your foot. Beau: I know that. Me: Then why aren't you picking it up? Beau: Why aren't you coming to get it while I munch on some grass? Me: Because you're not supposed to eat grass? Beau: And you're not supposed to criticize, condemn and complain. Me: I'm... Continue Reading →
The “Get Out Of Control Guru”
Beaumont: So.... I suppose I should wish you Happy Mother's Day. Me: That's lovely Beau. Thank you. Beau: You know, you're really the only mother I've ever known Louise. I don't remember my birth mother. She gave me up so young. Me: She had no choice Beau. Beau: But aren't you the one who says... Continue Reading →
Bring on the Fireworks!
Beaumont: So.... are we finally back to regular programming, Louise? Me: Yes Beau. Beau: Good. So can we please get rid of the 'artsy' photo too? Me: What do you mean? I like it! Beau: But it doesn't really do me justice now does it? Me: I think it does. Beau: Well... we all know... Continue Reading →
Ain’t No FauxBeau’s Allowed!
Well, how d'ya like these dawg-ples folks? She thinks just because she's taken off to see those Littles it's okay to A) not post my wisdom words until the afternoon (I even had to call her and tell her to get it done!) and B) To usurp my place of honour with this stuffed abomination... Continue Reading →