Ashley

Tonight was a sad night for Ashley, and one which made her cry and worthy of a blog.  While watching the Texas Rangers get beat by the San Francisco Giants during the first game of the World Series, we watched the game and ate dinner at the same time -- a rarity in our household.  Brandon was thrilled as he had the best of two worlds - watching TV mid-week during a school night and being able to cheer and yell during dinnertime.  Not the best idea for him as he would lose focus and either try to eat quickly and be done with dinner or he would forget to chew altogether because of the excitement.

Ashley, on the other hand, was very prim, proper, and methodical during dinner and was savoring her food.  She strategically ate the rest of her dinner, saving her favorite item of the night (Johnsonville sausage) for last as she had eaten everything else.  While putting her fork into the last bite of sausage and showing the rest of the family her excitement over this tasty morsel, it accidentally slid of the fork, off her plate, rolled onto the coffee table, and to the floor.  Quite ironically, Cheeto was in the right place at the right time for a dog and in all his sausage glory, scooped up the morsel not too much bigger than he is and started chowing down.

Ashley then burst into tears crying "I want my sausage."  Poor little thing - no crying over spilt milk but rather a runaway sausage.