Bfast in Bed

Yesterday since Dada turned 33, Grammy and Pops treated me, Jim and Hilly to a delicious lunch nearby. Hilly wore a beautiful hand me down sweater from cousin Finley for the occasion. I explained to her that she is officially one of the "Ladies who Lunch." The fact the her lunch looks like gruel is besides the point. So is that fact that she poops her pants. Hilly is high society.

Dada's gone which means breakfast in bed for the girls and 2 uneasy hounds. Jax went to school today to see that dude who sings and plays guitar. I told my BFF Nina about this and she responded "he sounds like a creep." Haha