Yesterday morning while I was in the shower, with Dillon and Peaches waiting oh-so-patiently for me to finish
D: "Momma! Mumble, mumble"
W: Honey, you know I can't really understand you when I'm in the shower."
D: "But, Mumble, mumble"
Something about her voice made me think I should look out to see what was going on.
What did I see? Dillon with a length of dental floss, looking at Peaches, and Peaches gazing contentedly back at her.
What was her question? "How do you floss a dog's teeth?"
Poor Peaches- the indiginities you have to suffer at the hands of a very curious 3 1/2 year old.