Watching Elyas

We've got the boy-o this weekend. His dad works weekends and his mom had to make a flying trip to Florida where her mom is having surgery. We were very busy yesterday and we'll be very busy today. He'll be three years old later this month and he's exploring, trying to find his wings, digging in everything and asking questions that only a toddler can ask.

As much as PawPaw enjoys having the boy around, I was ready for bed last night. As was the dog. The dog feels a need to supervise the boy, or at least keep him in sight. Ya never know what madness that kid is going to get into. At the end of the day, the dog was worn-the-hell-out.

I've never seen that dog sleep on the kitchen floor, but that dog has never spent a full day chasing a three-year-old.