Staffer Dad's on our poop list and Staffer Mom's working her way to it. Dad left our box of snackie treats at the beach last weekend, and we haven't had one in a few days. Staffer Mom's packing a suitcase and she says she'll be gone for a couple weeks for work. This behavior is really unacceptable. If Dad's going to be here with us, he's got to be a bit more responsible about our snackies. And when Mom's gone, our schedule just goes to poo. Dad feeds us late, keeps us up late and tries to take us walking for miles on end.
And on top of that, we hope the blog won't suffer. Staffer Mom is a faster typist than Dad. When she's home, she's always willing to help us out. Dad watches basketball while he he's transcribing our notes and gets things messed up. It takes a lot longer to say what we need to say and he tends to get sucked in to ESPN rather easily. So we should warn you now: It's going to be a weird couple of weeks. Who knows how grumpy we're going to be?