I got up real early this morning. Still half asleep in frog pajamas, I wobbled my way into the kitchen to see Mom. She was getting ready to go to work and I thought maybe I could go with her.
I gave her my most pitiful, sad puppy eyes. She picked me up and snuggled me. Then she took me back to bed and tucked me under the warm blankets. As she was covering my sleepy griff face with hugs and kisses, I realized that moms probably do know best.
I’ll think about it more when I really wake up.