Confessions of an inadequate mother
Pips likes to lick things. Most days we work on not licking random things and people willy hilly but some days the sheer cuteness of Pips and her exuberance for tasting the entire world just GETS to me, ya know?
Like today. I had just gotten home and there was Pips, licking my pants, grinning, and yelling, “I LICK YOU!”. What is there to do in that case but to chase her down and give her a huge Zerbert? Which followed with her chasing me, licking my pants, and yelling about it. Rinse, repeat.
Honestly. Some day Pips is going to be this high powered 80s style business executive (I’m envisioning shoulder pads for days) and when the rival company comes to the board room to discuss synergy or whatever she’s going to start the meeting by licking everyone then screaming, “I LICK YOU! I LICK YOU ALL!”
It is going to be sooooo inappropriate.
