I typed this entry with just one finger.
Tiger 1; Mama 0.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tiger 1; Mama 0
Since the start of Spring Break, Tiger and I have enjoyed the same dispute every morning. I sit at the table, drinking my coffee, and working on my computer. Tiger sits on the floor by my chair and announces his desire to sit in my lap. If I say no, he complains loudly. If I consent, he hops onto my lap and then demands to be petted so that I can no longer use the keyboard because my hands are occupied.
I typed this entry with just one finger.
Tiger 1; Mama 0.
I typed this entry with just one finger.
Tiger 1; Mama 0.
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"Tiger sits on the floor by my chair and announces his desire to sit in my lap. If I say no, he complains loudly."
Really, can ya blame him? Everyone knows that mama's lap is the place to be.
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