Laundry day
Time for laundry. I love helping Mama do the laundry. Sometimes Mama carries me in the basket along with the clothes to the laundry room. She's being doing that since I was a baby. I love it. I feel like one of those regal human women from Cleopatra's days that used to be carried around everywhere on those slabs.
In fact, I should be carried around daily. I am regal. I am a goddess. A princess. I am worthy.
Must speak to Mama about doing this on a daily basis. Wether there is laundry or not.
posted by Chelsea @ Friday, October 06, 2006
8 Comments:
My Cleopatra you deserve to be carried everywhere your heart desires. That's what our servant mommies are for!
Hey Chelsea, that's a GREAT idea, I'm gonna go negotiate with my mum too!!
Love nibbles,
Miss Sunshade
Be careful she doesn't buy you a skateboard and make you 'carry' yourself around, tee hee.
Hey Chelsea, I think that's a good idea. Maybe you can add a tiara on your head?
Mmmmmm I love to snuggle in dirty clothes and smell you-mans!
Bussie Kissies
Buster
Hey Chelsea, It's so nice of your mum to carry you round in the basket. Hee..
~ fufu
That looks fun! I wonder if I can try that?
Luv, Dave
Momma carries me around a lot, but I think I would like one of those slab things like Cleopatra too! Let's get busy with our mommy negotiations and then let each other know how we did. Deal?
Your pal,
Roo
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