Observations on life by a sometimes normal woman who also happens to be a Nana.
I was born in Washington, DC to a young English warbride and an American pa. I grew up equally comfortable on either side of the Atlantic. In late spring, my mother would take me out of my American school, we'd hop a plane or a ship and make our way to England where she'd promptly stick me in a school in my grandparents' neighborhood. As a result, both countries are a comfortable fit. My husband (Himself) is English, our first child was born in London and the second in Washington, DC. And now we're in Southern California, comfortably hunkered down in the Santa Monica Mountains.
In defense of my dear friend, Jenny, who is a dog trainer (and I've got the pictures to prove it), the dog you see here...the one standing in Jen's dishwasher, is totally deaf and had a stroke. He is allowed many privileges the others aren't.
posted by Lin @ 6:02 AM
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I put this comment on another blog: What IS it with kids, animals and dishwashers?! It's a kitchen appliance, for cryin' in a bucket!"
When Big K. was an itty bitty kitty he liked to climb around in an empty dishwasher. Now the Branch plays with the dishwasher. And if I try to lock it shut, he turns the dial then it starts up!
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