We're letting it air out so Quinn doesn't get hooked on the toxic fumes of vinyl made in China. (It'd be another thing if they were American fumes.) I suppose a lesson on "How to melt your brain with substances," isn't exactly my idea of giving her a leg up anyhow.
Besides, if I'm going to be a bad influence, I want to have way more fun doing it.
Speaking of bad influences. . . It's a good thing the pool has arrived because yesterday, Quinn made it abundantly clear that she is spending far too much time with the dog:
And all this time I thought her tendency to squirt pee on me and everything in between was just a baby thing.
You know, if she starts sniffing people's hind-quarters, then I might just have to send her and the kiddie pool back to China where she can be reprogrammed. . .
Love from,
Mama Murph and the K-9 Kid
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Life's little suprises. I hope that the kiddie pool works out.
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