Brooklyn and Bailey hope you have a great Halloween!!!
Oh…and they wanted you to see the outtakes
My seventeen month old granddaughter Brooklyn, helping her best friend Bailey, get ready for the game. Since she’s a solid secondary food source and constant companion, he’ll let her do just about anything.
Okay, Dude, it’s time to give the hat back.
But it looks so good on me and I’ve only had it a few minutes. Besides, it’s a little big for you right now. Can’t I keep it for ten or fifteen years?
Look Bailey, you and I have become best friends in the month I’ve been here, right?
Well, yeah. (blushing)
So we can share lots of things, especially some toys, but you have to understand, I’m a girl, and girls don’t share their clothes with boys. That’s just not happening. I’m only a month old and I know that already.
I hear what you’re saying but this is a guys hat. I saw Dad wearing it the other day.
Yeah, well, Dad thinks it’s his but he’ll give it up soon enough. All I have to do is smile at him and it’ll be mine. Mom taught me that trick when we were still in the hospital and it’s been pretty successful so far.
I know what you mean. I use some tricks like that with both of them. Sometimes I tilt my head and lay it in their laps and they’ll pet me all night.
See? We speak the same language.
We have from the beginning. Sometimes I think we understand each other better than anyone else.
That’s what best friends do, right?
Right. So you really want your hat back now?
Nah, you can wear it a little while longer. Just try to keep the shedding to a minimum. I don’t want to put it on later and look like a brassy two-tone blonde with a bad dye job. I’m still starting to make my mark in this world and as you know, first impressions are important.
Gotcha. I have your back and I’ll keep it to a minimum but you know that shedding is a Golden thing, right?
Yeah, I know. No worries, we’ll deal with it.
Hey, you look like you’re getting a little sleepy. Feel like nap?
Yeah, I can use one. Feel like cuddling?
It’s one of the things I do best and don’t worry, I’ll be here when you wake up.
You always are. It’s one of the things I love about you. G’night Buddy.
To Be Continued
I think poor Fritz needs a mitt and some catching lessons.