I made homemade soup, which made me feel oh so domestic. The soup was just OK, which underscores why folks buy soup in a can. I also changed Acorn's bedding. OK, so Atlee helped some. But the big time consumer was....
Brushing Atlee's hair.
This is what I started with.
First, I have to lure her into the bathtub. For bait, I used Greeley's new Christmas toy, the muddy little pigs. Greeley didn't seem to mind sharing. Well, OK so she didn't know about it.
Then we watched some Atlee movies while I brushed her hair for over one hour. It seemed like eternity. It will look this nice for perhaps fifteen minutes this morning. If we show up to a function for friends or family, and Atlee's hair looks like this... please know it is a sign of how much we love you. Or fear your judgment... whichever.