Moira Rose snoopervises Charlie’s track toy game.
“He’s not playing with it RIGHT. That’s not how you play with a track toy!”
She’s APPALLED.
“Like THIS. This is how you do it!”
“Hmph.”
Rolling around on her scratcher while gazing flirtatiously at the ceiling fan. As you do.
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Before that crown bed left us (it looks fine here, but it had been through the wash too many times and was falling apart), Newt took a snooze in it.
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Previously
2020: Gabrielle’s always got an opinion or a smile to share, while Josephine puts on her most patient listening face.
2019: No entry.
2018: We’ve been calling Khal “Floompy” a lot lately.
2017: “I’VE GOT IT! I’VE GOT IT!”
2016: “Oh, is she LEAVING? Why, that’s a pity. I’ll miss her so.”
2015: Bowl full o’ Lizzy.
2014: No entry.
2013: No entry.
2012: So to summarize: I was right and Fred never listens to me, even though I am ALWAYS right. The end.
2011: The Bradys meet Alice.
2010: “Okay, right. Funny. HILARIOUS. Now PUT ME DOWN.”
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.
I love me some Newtles.
I love how the despite the fact Moira is carrying a pound of potatoes in her tummy she can still be all “whoa, whoa, dude – your technique is way off”. Already trying on the Mama pants…
“Pound of potatoes in her tummy,” I love it!