But the dog ate them.
After our school work this morning, I set the apples artfully aside and ran off with the kids to guitar and choir, promising myself pretty pictures and a happy mouth this evening. We came home to empty sticks in the middle of the floor.
Dang.
We don't actually have a dog house, so the kids are keeping her on a short leash in a boring place until their anger subsides.
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