Boys will be boys...

The other night I came home from work and Bailey was using his hairbrush as a broom and sweeping the kitchen floor (somehow that was not out of the ordinary at our house). I went in the living room and he came in waving his hairbrush saying "clean! clean!" or I thought he was saying "clean". Pretty soon he was moving it like a toothbrush and I realized he was saying "teeth! teeth!" I smiled and looked away and the next thing I hear is the hairbrush/broom/toothbrush clanking in the dog dish. He promptly came back and showed me how he was brushing his teeth with the hairbrush/broom dipped in dog water. What "clean" "teeth" he had!

Berry pickin'...

Today, Bailey went on a walk with Grandma and apparently, they found a blackberry patch...and some pretty flowers for Mommy.