A few weeks ago I picked Sophia up from my Aunt’s (where Sophia spends her days) and my Aunt greeted me with a grin. She said, “Oh, wait until you see this one.”
Apparently the day’s art activity was the creation of a little book called “Family Story”. My Aunt told the kids to draw the members of their family. She then had them dictate to her who they drew. Sophia got to work and diligently drew three pictures. This is the conversation that followed:
Aunt Nancy: “Sophia who is this picture of?”
Sophia: “Daddy”
Aunt Nancy (pointing to the second picture): “Who is this?”
Sophia: “Sammy
Aunt Nancy (pointing to the third picture): “And is this Mommy?”
Sopha: “Noooo. It’s dog hair.”
Yes, my friends. My daughter thinks her family consists of the following three people: Daddy, Sammy, and Dog Hair.
Frankly, if you visit my house and see the amount of dog hair we have hanging around you may be inclined to agree.
If we assembled all the dog (and cat) hair just in our living room and bedroom we could build a litter of kittens. Sophia is living in a house made of love.
hehehe too cute.
We are another household with copious amounts of dog hair
Last night while I was waiting for a friend to pick me up, I glanced at my stairs and was SHOCKED at how every step seemed to have a little dust bunny made of cat hair. I’m not sure how it can be that my cats aren’t bald….
OMG, that it too freakin’ cute!
Ah–Sophia needs to come play at our house! She’ll feel right at home.
LOL! Our lab’s coat EXPLOADED this spring … Sophia would feel quite comfortable at our house.
You should come over here. There’s so much dog hair - I don’t know why Dixie isn’t bald by now!
I say the same thing about our house with the cat. Vacuuming (and then emptying the vacuum) is a bit of an adventure. I keep expecting it to give out kittens. Dirty kittens, but kittens all the same.
Too funny (and very astute of Sophia)! We’re still finding dog hair more than a year after ours passed away - dog hair really does have a life of its own.
Ha! She’s too much.
that’s just brilliant! ha!
Ha! My daughter used to always draw herself, her father, the dog, and then I would be standing off in no-man’s land. At least 6″ shorter than everyone else. I could tell I was usually an afterthought, so don’t feel too bad. Are you sure you weren’t hidden under the dog hair
I’m commenting to tell you a strange thing that happened today. Facebook suggested to me that you should be my friend. We have no mutual FB friends or anything. How does FB know that I read your blog?? I think you emailed me once forever ago after I left you a comment, but that’s been a couple years. A little creepy, right? Anyway, miss your posts and pictures of your cute kids. Hope all is well!
Where are yooooouuuuuuu? We haz a sad.
Hey, at least it’s dog hair and not dog poop. In my house, sometimes that issue could be debatable.