This is my view in the living room, looking straight down from my recliner. Twinkle on my lap, Sugar actually on my feet nursing her litter, and Honey dying to get in there and make sure all of the tiny bottoms are clean.
Yep, there she goes, she can’t wait to help with the pups. I remember when I was a new grandmother, I always offered to change diapers. It was a job most parents are happy to have help with, so I could take the little grandfairy up to her room for a fresh dipee and not feel guilty about hogging time with the newborn.
I have a feeling Sugar is glad for the assistance.