My dad has been so busy lately with work and school that sometimes its hard to spend time with him. Last night I helped him pick up "Brody Bombs" in the backyard.
I guess its a good thing my dad decided to procrastinate his one chore until ten o' clock at night the day before the trash goes out rather than do it when my mommy asked him to two weeks ago when there were only a few turd piles. My dad's a thinker, he knew that I would want to help him with this rather than go to bed. Now if only we could get my mommy to understand how we work.