Thirsty as a Dog

A few weeks ago Jeremy and I took the boys down to Texas to visit family for a week. It was a fabulous visit! The weather was beautiful. One afternoon my mother-in-law, Susan, and I were home alone with the boys (with the exception of my brother-in-law, Anthony who was playing video games up stairs). We took the boys to the back yard for some much needed playtime. Asa explored the grass. Noah played in the dirt. We also played tug-war with Maya, their dog. After a while we were all exhausted and ready for a cold drink.

Maya the sweetest dog ever!

Without much trouble, we got both boys inside and I began preparing their drinks. As I turned to give Noah his sippy cup, I was horrified to find him on all fours gulping water from the dog bowl! I yelled at Noah and then Susan and I began to laugh hysterically.

It was a Kodak moment but we had left our cameras outside. Immediately we rushed outside to get them. When Susan turned around to open the back door, it was locked! That lil stinker Noah had locked us out. Our keys and phones were inside. Anthony was upstairs. The front door was even locked! We started begging, "Unlock the door, Noah," "Let Mama and Moppy inside." There he was just grinning at us through the glass.

Does this look like the face of a troublemaker?

Meanwhile there's Asa going right after the dog's water. Thank goodness he didn't drink it. He more so just splashed around in it. Fortunately after only a minute or two of begging Noah unlocked the door. Lesson learned: When we get our own place, we will  hide a spare key outside. Oh and a little dog's  water never hurt anyone.