Staking His Claim
This is a pretty common sight in our household: one of us perched precariously on the edge of what is clearly Harvey’s rolly chair. He generously gives us a few inches of real estate up front so we can sit at the desk, too. You can tell he’s pretty put out by it though.
Even my adorable 6 year old nephew, Jeb, had something to say about it when he came to visit recently. “Don’t sit in the rolly chair,” he whispered urgently and conspiratorially to my mother-in-law. “You’ll get white all over your pants!”
It might be time to pull out the vacuum cleaner if…your cleaning habits are (innocently) criticized by a 6 year old boy. As a general rule, they’re not exactly known for being fastidious, are they?
ps. “Vacuum” is one of those words I always, always, always misspell on the first go round.
I can’t stop looking at Harvey’s face in that first picture. My mom used to tell me I got a “pursed lip look” whenever I was annoyed, and I definitely see Harvey pursing his lips there.
Oh he definitely has the pursed lip look going on, in addition to throwing attitude around with the head cock. Way put out.
pretty much love it! both harvey’s spot and the glimpse of everyday life at the “a” house! oh, the little things!
I love your blog!!!! So glad to know you have one!!! And as I write this, I’m perched on the edge of my rolly chair. Not because Maggie’s here now, but because I’m so accustomed to Maggie being here! HA HA! I didn’t even realize I was doing it!