Sarge has been away for work quite a bit lately and I’ve been sick, which sucks because THUD.
Luckily he’s two now which means he’s pretty helpful when I need him to be.
By helpful I mean he can fetch things for me…. If I bribe him.
Of course, that depends on what he deems to be ‘helping’, which is often the opposite of what I call helping.
For example, this is our afternoon last week:
(While Thud is pretty verbal these days, it seems only his father and I can understand him so I’ve translated as best I can)
Mummy: Bubby, Mummy is feeling a bit sick so I’m just going to lie on the couch while you play quietly, ok?
Thud: Bahahaha… good luck with that.