Last year, when Pia and Tessa were young uns, we ran through a stretch whereas Pia couldn’t seem to have a photo taken of her without her tongue out. It was hilarious…for a while.
We knew she’d just as likely grow out of it. And if not, we’d learn to use her to help send off bills in the mail or help foster kittens rearrange their furs. Or something.
We’d like to think Tessa had something to do with helping to keep that little thing in Pia’s mouth. Who knows? If it weren’t for Tessa, Pia might have a flap of shoe leather for a tongue now for as often as it was hanging out! Sure, it could have happened….
…but we’re glad it didn’t. Whew, dodged a wet bullet there!