"Sandcastles in the Sand" is my favorite new video, peeps.

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So. HIMYM last night? That last scene? Yeah. I squeed so loud and so hard that I scared the dogs. Max did his standard "HOLY HELL, Mommy, loud noise ALERT. Please to be letting me burrow into your chest cavity now," and Elmo immediately jumped down from the chair, standing at attention, ready for all comers, growling low in the back of his throat. I promptly, of course, started to laugh. Calm them? Soothe them? Assure them everything is well? Hell no. I fucking guffawed.

Then Max started his post-crawl-into-cavity mode, which is basically this kissy-flutter thing where he just wants to crawl all over me and lick wherever he can make contact until the crazy noise stops. Which only made me laugh that much harder, and I got frenched by my nutty little Chihuahua about three times.

Seriously, FUN TIMES.