Please, come play with me

Almost every morning, this is what Tucker does. He sits outside our windows watching us walking around the house. He watches Dan make coffee, me snuggle with the kids, and all of us eat breakfast. He just gives the most pathetic looks inside as if he is telepathically sending us messages to come play. He even brings sticks next to him for playing fetch. Although he is bad as all get out (3 UPS packages later, 2 pairs of shoes, and 1 yard full of holes.....) he can be very cute. Despite all his "puppy dog" eyes, we aren't going out to play with him. (Not until later at least).