Princess Laura...

If only I could tell you that Laura has been betrothed to a handsome young prince... or at least won a beauty pageant, but alas that is NOT how she earned her title today!  I came in and went straight to the computer as I had some bills to enter into "bill pay" on my account.  It didn't take long, but as I turned to get up I noticed Laura down on her knees in the dining room licking shredded cheese off the floor.  I shrieked in horror, which caused her to pause in turn and to look up at me with cheese still stuck on her face.  I told her to get up, quick, and go wash her face and hands!  Oh, the germs!  I was saying, "Oh my Goodness, Laura, you will get the flu again or worse from licking the floor."  As she gets up and walks off with that sullen, pitiful, about to cry look, I notice as she walks that there is a trail of cheese from where she was on the floor into her bedroom, bathroom, sister's room, and kitchen!  I hollered at her, "Laura, what in the world were you thinking, baby!  Why is there cheese ALL OVER MY HOUSE??!!!"  To which she so quietly, with her voice choking replied, "I wanted to eat like Princess!"  Princess, of course, being her new puppy.  OH LORD!!  I sat her down and talked to her about germs and the terrible mess it made, not to mention the expense of shredded cheese.  Then I looked at her and asked, "Does Princess eat her food in a trail?"  Then she said, "Well, Nonnie lets her puppies eat all the food under the table."  How do you argue with that?  So I spent the next ten minutes sweeping up an entire bag of shredded cheese off my floors.  I suppose you could look at it like I killed two birds.  (I always need to sweep!)  It's just too bad that I panicked and didn't let her continue to eat long enough to take some pictures!  Gross, I know.  And don't worry, I got to mop less than 30 minutes later when I dropped the kool-aid pitcher in the middle of the kitchen.  And that one was all my fault, folks!  No blaming the rugrats that time!  So a good sweepin' and moppin' later...Those rugrats, I swear!