Next time any of you have a day where you think you are bad parents, think back on this blog and realize it could be worse.
Jeremy was on the computer and had JD playing with a toy on the floor by his feet. He ran into the kitchen for a second to talk to me and when he went back I heard. “JD, NO, GROSS! DON’T CHEW ON THAT! EWW!”
I go running in and ask Jeremy what he was chewing on, he holds up a rib bone! We’d had big ribs for dinner and we gave the huge bones to the dogs. Well Daisy had been chewing on one, apparently within JD’s reach. When Jer got back into the room he found Dieter on his back, gnawing happily on it.