shoeless
After work, I scooped Enzo up and we ran across town in the rain to get the dogs from daycare. We stopped in for a burrito, and it was then I realized I'd forgotten to bring shoes for Enzo. It's been so long since he's worn long pants and socks that I didn't even notice. We looked in some discount shoe store next door, but they only had these fake crocs that Enzo wouldn't be caught dead wearing.
I got corn in Enzo's burrito, not realizing is was jalepeno corn salad. He took a bite, and then started making this sound like he was trying to clear his throat. So he ate my burrito instead, and a lot of it. On our way out, we stopped to "meet a policeman!"
By the time we got the dogs and made it home, it was time for bath. A few books and then to bed. Turning the heat on tonight.
