Elizabeth II is not happy, and His Royal Highness is even less so. I am hereby officially scheduled to be publicly flogged for not posting a photograph of His Royal Highness Zing on his 7th birthday and 3rd anniversary with the Baumgardners. It was yesterday - October 23. He did chow down on a peanut butter Frosty Paws, and was more spoiled than normal for the entire day. Watching him eat the Frosty Paws was hilarious. His tongue would get too cold, then he'd step back and lick air to try to warm his tongue up. I'm guessing that's why Kismet always ate his in only one bite and Beamer, only two bites.
Tomorrow there will be pictures of:
1) My gorgeous yellow violets;
2) His Excellency / HRH / His Majesty; and
3) Caroline's Halloween party. At least 5 girls, possibly 6, and hopefully one of John Sam's friends, too. Tweenies & teenagers in costume, pizza & soda, plus about a ton of sugar each........ What's that, you say? "Go with God, mi amiga?"
I'll take those good vibes, thankyouverymuch.
I told Caroline ahead of time that there WILL be pictures, and I didn't want any lip about it, but they'll be so busy with activities, I can sneak around and get candid shots--those are the best anyway.
It's going to be a busy but happy Saturday. Looking forward to watching the kids have a great time.