"Schooooo Day"

Do I think she has learned the days of the week yet? Well, No, but she did get lucky by announcing it was a "Schoooo Day" several times from her bed this morning.
She is smart, but not that smart. Yet, anyway.

She has decided she wants to wear her backpack and carry her lunch out of the house and to the car when leaving for school. Fine by me- two less things I have to carry. However, she is very concerned about Baker. Is he in the bed and does she need to go get him up by screaming, "Baked get up. Outside." Or is he already outside and she has to run him down to tell him goodbye, which consists of telling him what to do while she is gone. "Bye bye Baked. Stay outside. See tweet tweets." One thing never changes when we leave the house. She has to tell him good-bye either in the form of a kiss or a "pat-pat" on whatever part of the body he will let her touch at the moment. She loves him and it is so sweet.

It makes me think of that movie "My Dog Skip". Thanks Holly...