I made my daughter cry!

Poor Emily
Scotty and Emily have been having so much fun with their stuffed animals recently. They treat them like real animals: they take them potty, give them baths, take them outside to play, etc. We were on the way home from church today. I was sitting in the back seat because Jonny was driving (it's actually really nice to have him driving because then I can focus on other things). I was playing around with Emily and biting her stuffed animal dog. So I pretended like I ate the whole thing, bite by bite and then threw it off to the side. She was so worried! She started to cry because she really thought I had eaten her stuffed dog. So I told her I could get it back by throwing it up. Well, out came the dog onto her lap. She was SO MORTIFIED! She looked at it, tentatively touched it, felt my slobber on it and BROKE DOWN! The look on her face was priceless. When we got home, she asked if I could wash it for her and proceeded to put it in the washing machine. She did NOT want to play with a doggy that had been inside her mommy. I felt bad, but it was way too funny. If only I could of captured it. This is the best I could do.