I'm drinking "pink lemonade" at my mom's house right now. Too many nights here might turn me into a closet drunk. All I have to say is one day this miniature Yorkie will be mine.
Don't be jealous.
This one will be mine too.
So will this one.
And hopefully I'll get this picture.
And these pillows and stuffed animals.
And now in defense of my mother...
My God, how much do I love her? More than you can imagine. My sister and I gave her most of these Yorkie things when we were kids and she still has them on display, so how awesome is she?
I love you, Mom, if you're reading this. And you don't make me drink. Mick does.
(That was a joke.)
And one last time... let's hear it for pink lemonade!