Mom, Why Can’t I Sit Here?

A not-so-wordless-Wednesday. Toby always has to be the center of attention — literally. He had to sit on the dual arm that was shared by two Adirondack chairs. And, trust me … he was not happy until he was sitting right there. I had to move my coffee and my breakfast or he would have just knocked it all over.

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