Me: Okay guys, time to go back to work. Into your kennels.
Emerson: Okay! *galumph, galumph*
Selby: Um. Mama? He went in MY kennel.
Me: Why don’t you go in his kennel? It’s bigger anyway.
Selby: But his pillows are arranged all wrong and it doesn’t smell like me!
Selby: Nope, there’s only one solution to this problem. *goes in her kennel with Emerson*
Emerson: Oof. Kinda crowded in here.
Me: OMG I need a picture of this.
Emerson: Ok fine I’ll go in my own kennel. Just don’t take a picture.
Me: I wish my camera didn’t take so long to start up. The internet would have loved that one.
** Original post from October 25, 2011