Every morning as I do my hair and makeup I feel a set of eyes {often three sets} boaring into my soul: don’t leave me, I know what happens after you put that stuff on!
Anyone else on the receiving end of such daily plea?
bumpyroadtobubba | single by chance, mumma by choice
I know the feeling all too well. When I shut the TV and/or bring my purse out of my bedroom, Cupcake starts shivering.
My Harvey knows if I go take a shower when I get up that I’m going to leave and he buries his head under my comforter, thinking I can’t see him!
If I go straight downstairs he knows I’m staying put and is hot on my heels 🙂
Every day. And the welcome home!