The morning of the scuffle between Scott and Rosco, I went outside on the deck to relax in the sunshine. Because Scott was still angry and sitting inside on the couch, Connor left him and joined me outside by the patio table. The dogs were huddled underneath my chair, waiting out the storm of anger.
Connor was tying his Superman cape around his neck, when out of the blue, he says, "Mandy, I told Rosco not to eat my dad's hand."
I couldn't help but smile as this 4-year old tried his best to make the situation better.
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