My afternoon with Kaney-pants & Etta-face was very energy-charged. In fact, I’m still pretty hypered-up and want to throw around hyphens like they are going out of style.
A few Nascar-Etta laps around the backyard later we settled into the living room for some equal opportunity stuffed animal killing. Squirrel first, followed by a pink, fluffy bone, and finally the octopus. A successful day which ended in a nice walk with their daddy Joe.
