I got to go out for dinner with Beth and Karla tonight. It wasn't planned - things with Karla often aren't - and it wasn't for a long time, because Beth and i were planning to go to zumba, but it was fun. We laughed and laughed and just had good conversation and caught up a bit on life. Friends are the best.
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A few days ago, i bought a dog toy at the dollar store. It was an adorable little fox stuffed animal, and after i got it home, i started thinking that maybe one of the kids would like it for a present instead. Juanito and i were in the kitchen, and i was showing him how cute it was, and Emma was wandering around, oblivious, and then i accidentally found the squeaker in the tail and squeaked it, and Emma skidded to a stop, whipped around, and stared at the fox.
And that is when i realized that she thinks that everything that squeaks is a chew toy for her.
And THAT is when i finally understood why she thinks that the guinea pigs are so interesting. Because they're very squeaky.