Give me a break

OK, so I found this dog. We have an add in the paper for whoever lost him to call. I hope that no one calls, though, because. I love this dog. We are calling him Jake. He is a good dog. Wonderful with the boys. Great manners. Smart. Soft. Just an all around good dog. Except that he is not fully potty trained. And he is a boy dog. So...

I went downstairs earlier and he had marked something in the laundry room. Thankfully there is no carpet in the laundry room. Phew. Easy clean up. Bad dog.

Later I went looking for the dogs and they were both curled up asleep with Jeffrey and Jordan on the couch.

Phew. No puddles.

I say to the boys. "Good, they are asleep, I was afraid that someone may have peed on something when I was on the computer. Jeffrey, did you pee on anything?"

"No, Mommy" dimples flashing

"How 'bout you, Jordan?"

"No, Mommy...

well, except the floor in the bathroom, I always pee on that."