We let this fact slip to Milo's daycare today while dropping him off this morning and were sent the pictures below about an hour ago:
Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's steak on that platter.
Knowing we were in trouble, Andy and I had the following conversation via Gchat:
ME: He's never coming home.
ANDY: ever
ME: we can't beat that
ANDY: nope
we lost him
bye bye milo
ME: We definitely have to get a birthday banner now...
and a party hat
ANDY: and a collar that looks like something out of a shakespearean play.
dinner from paulina meat market for milo tonight
ME: agreed!
we have to make him remember why he loves us.
ME: hire some puppy prostitutes, maybe?
Happy Birthday a couple days early, buddy. Sorry we forgot about your first birthday and almost your second. This one's totally making up for lost time. We're talkin' pony rides.
