My Son, The Dog

As many children are sure to do, my son is going through a phase where he pretends to be a dog or, less commonly, a cat. He follows Nande, our big hound, around the house, curls up on her bed with her and will "retrieve" items in his mouth.

All of which is pretty funny and entertaining.

But last night took the cake. I made dinner for Nande and put it down for her. Grady came downstairs, saw Nande eating and immediately had to have a bowl of goldfish crackers to eat too. He took the bowl, put it on the floor next to Nande's and proceeded to eat out of it without his hands, like a dog. He even came up to me afterwards to get his after-dinner pet just like Nande does.

It was pretty darned hilarious.