Winnie Loves New Daddy

Something bizarre has been happening lately. Perhaps it was the promise of the treacly sweet Valentine's Day, or perhaps it was the cold, sleety weather. But for the past few days, Winnie has been enamored with New Daddy.

Winnie typically clings to me. Firstly because I'm Mama, and secondly because she's skittish and timid around New Daddy, who yells at her if she acts like a dog. As you can imagine, New Daddy yells at her a lot.

So imagine our collective surprise when Winnie began insisting on sitting next to New Daddy all the time. She follows hims, curls up next to him, and gazes at him. It's the strangest thing.

In the evenings after work, Winnie usually frolics and skips and fetches her toys so she can play ferocious games of Tug of War. But last night she slept on New Daddy's legs until he dumped her on the floor.

Ian: "She's HOT. My legs are on fire."

Laura: "Her body temperature stays at furnace levels."

Ian: "She's HOT. Get away from me, dog. I'm burning up."

Laura: "Personally, I like how she functions as a heater."

Ian: "GO AWAY, DOG."

Then Ian and Winnie began playing a game, where Ian shifted, wiggled, and kicked while Winnie tried to snuggle with him. Winnie won.

It was adorable.

Happy Valentine's Day!