Tuesday was an important day in the life of Laurel Dorman. It was the day she said her first word.
What is it you ask?
Was it momma? (The one that gave her life?) No.
Was it Dadda? (The one who takes care of her day in and day out?) Nope.
Maybe it was bye-bye, this seems like a pretty obvious choice. Wrong again.
It was Roger. Yes, I swear...Roger. We didn't believe it at first. We had to hear it half a dozen times before we finally believed it. For those of you that don't know, Roger is our dog. Our big black oaf of a dog. Of course the word comes out something like 'Ah-jeu' but you definitely get the drift of what she means when she says it. So here's a picture of the Rog to commemorate this occasion.
1 comment:
Maybe she is saying 'au jus' you know, like the sauce...like maybe she wants a roast beef sandwich au jus. :) Poor baby, she's hungry and every time she asks for food you just show her the dog dressed up as a giant pea pod.
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