A Diabolical Car Seat Battle
As Logged By: Agent Chase Mommy's ready to drive To a luncheon date at The Hive. What better way to make her frazzle Than by letting my diabolical side dazzle? Where, oh where could I be hiding? Under the table or behind the dividing? Silly Mommy thinks she's won. The car seat battle is on! Up the stairs and down the hall. Mommy huffs and puffs. All while I play with my ball. "Where are you!?" She screeches. Her freshly done hair starting to turn into a frizzy mess. "We need to leave now." Where am I hiding, you ask? Why, right beside her purse. The only place she'll never look. "I will find you, Chase!" Mommy warns. "This is THE place to eat lunch... apparently... and I promised Heidi that I would be there at one on the dot." Wait... We're going to be with Heidi?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I tuck m...