Scout was having a particularly rambunctious moment this afternoon. I grabbed some (bad) video of it because my mother-in-law got Scout a little (un)stuffed fox for her for Christmas, and ever since then, Scout has been irreversibly in love with anything closely resembling a stuffed animal. This is how she plays with them. It’s awesome.
Also, I should blog before I take benadryl if I want my blogs to have complicated sentence structure. My brain. It is the fuzzy.