- Olivia isn't eating chips and salsa (and I am).
- Olivia isn't at the park, playing with her ball.
- I am sitting.
- Our house is a mess with suitcases, boxes and piles all over- clearly communicating we are heading to camp, and yet, we are NOT at camp.
- Olivia doesn't get "second dinner" anymore.
- Olivia hates the tv show "Chopped".
- Olivia is sick of getting yelled at for picking on Grif (because **deep breath** if she tackles and knocks him down again, I am going to go to the store and buy a kennel for her to live in for the next few days).
- Olivia hates my computer.
- Olivia is annoyed.
Olivia is miserable.
Olivia is taking out her misery on Grif and I (Nate is on a business trip or he would be a target as well).
This little bulldog is driving me insane. The feeling is mutual, which means that the three of us are having a rough night.
48 hours until we are at camp.... Deep breaths for all of us in the meantime...
48 hours until we are at camp.... Deep breaths for all of us in the meantime...
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