Because I'm a sucker this year and surely will be the next

I've been reflecting on the best and the worst of the year, this 2008. I'm going to write about it tomorrow and I thought about drafting it tonight but when I got home I was reminded of something in my life that, year after year, doesn't change and won't change.



Wrong or right (wrong), I love that face, love her mischievousness, her bad-girl-ness.



I'm such a sucker for that guilty facial expression on her face that when I got home this evening I got down on the ground, rubbed her belly and told her that I love her, love her, love her. After I scolded her, of course. But the problem is that she only gets cuter when I scold her and my heart, it just melts. So, after the completely ignored scolding, and the full heart melting, I stood up, opened the freezer and got her a frozen treat. Because I am so darned smitten with her.

I'm weak, okay? I know it. I think in the grand scheme of things that if loving this girl's bad-girl-charm is my weakness, then so be it. Her bad-ness? It tickles me to no end and delights me further than that.

It is what it is. Who charm your socks off?