Yesterday, I took an uncharacteristically long nap in the afternoon while Daddy was home and Mommy was at rehearsal.
Apparently, that was the time that Daddy and I were supposed to go grocery shopping and he didn’t want to wake me up.
So what does that mean?
This morning, there are no berries. I have been following Mommy around all morning signing and saying “berries” and the best she’s had to offer is Craisins. Which are not the same thing.
Lesson learned: Napping is no good.