Today, I’m thankful for my precious new nephew. I can’t wait to meet him!
And, I’m thankful for a beautiful fall day.
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Dot and Roscoe (Days 38 and 40)
I needed some time on Tuesday to get some things done without the kids needing anything. So, I built them a fort in their room. It wasn’t super exciting or elaborate, but it was a different little space where they could crawl around.
I may have told them that forts are a special place where only kids can go. No grown-ups allowed.
Err, so I may have not taken a single photo yesterday. Oops! No day 39.
But, I took a bunch of photos today…
We had to take one of our dogs to the vet. She was sick last night and I was afraid that there was something seriously wrong with her and I wanted to get it addressed before we left. So, we all went off to the vet and the vet diagnosed her with… an upset stomach. Oh well, I am relieved to know it’s nothing serious.
Lena had a rough day. She gets that we will be leaving soon and she is not happy about it at all. 😦 The main thing she wants to do is cuddle. She smiled through her tears.
Danae brought us pizza. That girl is awesome. She knew I was super stressed, so she told me that she’d take care of dinner!
My sister sent a package today for Anderson, including this monkey that she made.
We’re going WHERE?!?
Reed and Lena really got a kick out of the monkey tonight. I explained to them that it was for their little brother, but they could play with him gently. They wanted the monkey to help them get ready for bed and tuck them in. It was pretty cute!
ETA: I forgot to tell you why I named the post this. Reed has started calling Lena “Roscoe” and she’s started calling him “Dot”. I am not sure why!
One of the funniest moments of our night was when I was tickling Lena and she said “Stop… I’ll poop!”
Project 365- Day 9
We had an interesting evening. We went out for a walk at one of our favorite places, the levee, and one of our dogs disappeared.
The walk started off normal enough.
Well, as normal as OUR walks are.
Just using some wire cutters. No big deal.
He has such a great imagination!
This is how it looked when we got back to the car and I realized one of our dogs was missing… I didn’t even notice because he’s not the one that goes missing… at least he wasn’t in the past.
And this is how it looked by the time he showed up…
The moon was so amazing on the way home. This photo doesn’t capture it.
Proof that he’s back and still in one piece. And looking as guilty as ever.
Dogs and Kids
I made Pioneer Woman’s breakfast burritos, but without the tortilla this morning. And they loved them. I love all of your wonderful ideas. Thank you so much! I am going to try a bunch of them out, since I’d love for the kids to have a bunch of breakfast options.
If you know me well, outside of this blog, you know that I am passionate about dog rescue and that all three of my dogs are rescues. Having worked with weimaraner rescue and having a ton of friends who volunteer with rescues, I know that one of the most common reasons someone gives up their dog is because they’re having a baby.
Well, I’d like to urge those people not to, and here’s why…
We have 3 large, high energy dogs. When it comes to high energy dogs, weims are pretty high up on the list. Especially 2, 3 and 5 year old ones. A few weeks ago, when we came home, both kids were terrified of dogs. Screaming, clingy to us, needing to be picked up, terrified.
Now, my dogs are the kids’ best playmates. Seriously. So patient…
This is the one we call “Puppy”. 65lbs and very tall, still acts like a nutty puppy at 2 years old. No formal training whatsoever and little known kid experience. Laying there as they climb all over her and put blankets on her.
Same dog. This was once I had told him just not to put the blankets over her head. She laid there for quite awhile, until she heard something downstairs.
Two of my dogs when Ilya told them it was their naptime. Yes, that’s the same “puppy” in the background, who was wrapped in blankets before.
And then once the kids got them all of their stuffed animals to nap with.
My dogs have been wonderfully intuitive with the kids. Patient beyond belief. I have to tell you, I really envy their patience when they can get put in a headlock all day by Ilya or when he tries to ride them like horses (Both of which he knows he should NOT do). Or how Nina came back so many times today, after getting up, not looking thrilled, but climbed up on the bed so she could turn into a blanket-wrapped babushka again.
(Sorry for the poor quality photos… if I had gotten the real camera, well, these photos would not exist)
First Road Trip
We took the kids on their first road trip this weekend. Our dear friend Amy has been taking care of our dog Josie since late October. She and her family have been giving Josie lots of love and the best care possible. I really can’t thank her enough… it means so much to us to have someone take on that ball of energy for three months and love her like their own dog.
Well, this weekend, we went down to Texas to pick Josie up. I was looking forward to seeing Josie, Amy and her family, and enjoying the warm weather! It was a longgg drive down to Texas– 10 hours of driving time, which translates to 12+ hours with two kids and 2-3 dogs. Everyone was very well behaved. We had some crying over potty breaks and being bored, but they were very good overall. They had a great time at Amy’s house, even though we were there for just 16 hours, 10 of which were sleeping time. They learned about nerf guns and trampolines and tractor tricycles. I did not take ANY photos at her house, because I am terrible like that. And distracted, making sure that Cache, one of our other dogs, does not pee on her curtains.
This is how we burn energy and pass the time in the car… dancing to Paul Simon.
We had to drive through “Ok-la-co-ma”.
Lena is showing you all of her signs. She was being quite funny in the car, “telling” me stories about birds and cats flying in the window and “telling” me about a train taking a bath in the rain.
This is how we roll. (Thank you, Babushka Lola!)
Talking to Babushka.
We learned that if she is upset, you can just get my mom on the phone and that will cheer her up.
She does much better in the car with her shoes off, so she can play with her socks and toes.
Trying to pet Josie.
Josie is settling back in nicely. She seemed a bit shocked that we were there, but she seems happy to be home. We did not have enough room in the car for her crate, so she is crate-less until Amy brings it up. So, tonight, she wandered into the bathroom as the kids were taking their bath. Lena said “Josie!” And then Ilya said “Iz okay. We’re takin’ a baff.” Ilya cannot say Josie very well at all, so he calls her “Zosie” or “Zogie” or even “Zo-zee-ce.”
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