|Chloe wants a cracker|
She will sit on the Husband’s shoulder like a parrot and lick his head like he is a giant ice cream cone. I am sure it has to do with him having a shaved head, but for some reason she thinks he needs a bath. Left unstopped, she will continue until she falls asleep. It is pretty funny. Well to me it is. If it were my head, I may have taught her how to fly by now.
The Midget forgets that she is twelve billion times taller than the puppy and will start screaming when the tiny, three pound puppy tries to jump on her. This is HER puppy too. If it weren’t so sad it would be downright funny.
The step-daughter, the Princess of Literal, has even decided that my decision making ability is a step higher than her father’s because she asks my permission to do anything, even when he sitting right there. I think it is hilarious.
The good news is that the Husband does not seem put out or even slightly annoyed by any of this. He is pretty good natured about having his toes attacked by Kujo and even volunteers to do his part in helping to raise our little angel. I will have to say if this unchecked deference to my rule continues, we may have a Monarchy on our hands… Long Live The Queen.