Dog Sitter

Mark and I decided to go out for dinner last night, so we let Emma give Zoe her bath and put her to bed. (Just kidding. Really.)

Emma was playing the role of canine lifeguard during Zoe's bath. I think she may have climbed in if we let her.

This is the "Who, me?" look.

We figure that Emma must be really desperate for attention, because she never willingly sets foot in a bathroom for fear that she may be bathed.