Where's Dwight?

This past weekend, Sean and I had the pleasure of babysitting Dwight. He was a very well-behaved child and his mother should be very proud. She was going to take him to the kennel, until I convinced her that was stupid because we would be happy to babysit, and she could spend extra time and all that money at the mall instead. I was sure that news would thrill her boyfriend.

One of our adventures was going to Clyde. After all, we have two children that love their grandma's house - what's one more? While we were there, we convinced my dad that Dwight was an early Christmas present from Sean to me. My dad replied, "just what you need, another damn dog." I'm pretty sure he was either petting Dwight or trying to feed him a biscuit while he said that. When he left to go smoke his cigar, my mom said she was almost convinced that Dwight was part of the family!

Unfortunately Sunday night, his mother came and took him home. Our girls were sad AND extremely tired - after all he is still a baby and required their constant attention. Sugar even had to teach him how to lay on the couch and nap.

Please note how closely he is watching the napping tutorial. I'm sure this is why Sugar was laying on her back with her feet in the air when I got home today.

Spice taught him how to pose for the camera - but he's laying down because I think he's still working on the napping thing.

Last night, my dad came over and you guessed it - the first words out of his mouth were, "Where's Dwight?"