Kenzie and I have this little game we play.
I will take one of her blankets and ball it up and pretend to lie down with it.
Kenzie, who can get possessive about stuff, usually rambles over to me and jumps on my head, exclaiming, "Mine! Mine! Mine!"
We wrestle and tickle and laugh. This usually ends with Kenzie tugging her blanket away from me.
That, in turn, leads me to sneaking it away from her and the entire scenario repeating itself.
Well, yesterday was a little different.
I had the blanket balled up and tucked under my head. To keep my glasses from getting bent, though, I thought I set them on our ottoman without Kenzie knowing.
As soon as I said, "My blankie, my blankie," which is usually Kenzie's cue to wrestle the blanket away from me, but this time she looked at me. Then she looked at the ottoman.
That's not good, I thought. The old eagle eye spotted my glasses!
And before that thought was fully formed, Kenzie bolted for my glasses, grabbed them, and was barrelling through the kitchen before I knew what happened!
All I could do was yell, "Thief!"
I got my glasses back, but they are bent as usual. Time to pay Mickelson Eye Clinic another visit.
2 comments:
She doesn't miss a thing---must go along with her super ability to hear the smallest noise as her head pops toward the direction she hears it from even if she is sleeping it seems. She is a precious little sweetheart. It was also funny with the Tater Tot game she had with Kristie chucking them on her mommy's head and of course both laughing!!Gramma Gail
I read this blog post out loud to Jason! So funny
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