7.18.2018

July 17, 2018

White Dog laughed at the conversation. "She won't tell dad," she said to me. "She won't say a word until whatever it is is gone." WD and I high-fived each other knowingly.

Dad: "What do you have in your mouth, Bailey?"
Dad: "Come on! I am not going to chase you all over. What do you have?"

Dad: "Bailey, GIVE IT!"
Bailey: "Give you what, Dad?"