BONES
A couple days ago I made the bed and discovered that Sydney had amassed 5 of her bones over the course of the night and early morning hours. FIVE! What could a little Pug need 5 bones for? For whatever reason seeing the bones made me feel extremely happy and a bit weepy about Sydney. I honestly feel like she’s my first child and she has been SUCH A GOOD DOG since the first day we got her. She’s a bit quirky,very smart and we adore her. Some day she won’t be leaving bones in our bed….I don’t like to think about that.
SWAG
So, I read the Justin Bieber Rolling Stone article and may or may not have blasted “Boyfriend” through our house a few months ago. Barry was under strict orders (don’t worry, I don’t really give him orders) not to share the information with anyone. But here I am sharing it with my 3 loyal readers (Hi, Mom!). Anyhow, after reading the RS article, I found myself compelled to use the word ‘swag’ as often as appropriate. Turns out there aren’t too many appropriate times I need to use that word in my life. Total bummer.
Except Barry got some swag at a nerd conference a few months ago. He came home toting a new lunch box with a thermos to boot. He started using the lunch box and the thermos got tossed into the abyss of our water bottle cupboard and forgotten. (You know that cupboard where broken, but still semi-loved, water bottles go?) Jump to a couple weeks ago when Summer finally arrived and we actually started packing lunches for our outings. I tried out the swaggy thermos and fell in love. Seriously, I want to marry this thermos.
It comes complete with a really weird image of two dudes sitting on an old car, but it keeps things VERY chilly and I can use the cute cup if I’m feeling really fancy. Swag, swag, swag!!! I’ve all but abandoned my fancy-pants water bottles for this freebie and so far I’m not regretting it. My only question is this: will the two dudes scare my little Kindergarteners once I start back at school…because they kind of scare me. I’m going to risk it and Swag it up. All thanks to The Biebs.
DUCKS
We have a pond walking distance from our house where ducks live. Every so often we’ll walk by “the lake” to see how they’re getting along and let Sydney sniff around. The other night Barry and I told Maggie that we were going to go feed the ducks and loaded her down with crusty bread and old crackers. She was beyond excited and we were happy to take an evening stroll. Well, of course the ducks were gone and we were left looking at a pond with hardly any wildlife, save for the bugs.
As we continued on our walk Maggie became upset that we couldn’t find the ducks. We explained to her that we didn’t know where they had gone, but we’d come back soon to look for them. Maggie wasn’t satisfied with answer and started to yell at the top of her lungs, “Ducks, where are you?? I got bread!! Where are you, ducks?”
She started waving around the lone hot dog bun and kept bellowing out her sales pitch to the ducks that probably couldn’t hear her.
DOLLIES
Since Maggie started falling in love with baby dolls, probably around 18 months, she has shown such compassion, love and patience for her babes. It makes me proud to see her mother in such a way. Lately she’s been putting them to bed and insisting that we be quiet. Heaven forbid we wake her sleeping babies. I know how it feels when someone or something wakes up my baby, so I always oblige and tip toe around their bed. Syd continues to be evicted from her bed/disc in the living room. It doesn’t worry me, because clearly she has found another place to chew on her bones. (See above).
THOSE TWO
Last weekend Barry went hiking with some of his friends for another over-nighter. When he got back home, Maggie “helped” him unpack his backpack and wanted an answer about everything that he pulled out. We’d just returned from camping, so she knew a thing or two about tents, sleeping bags and backpacks; however, it was his special water pump that captivated her. She spent the longest time pumping water in and out of her little pool. And when she was done, they plopped down on our drying tents and had a love-fest. It never, ever stops making me feel happy, fulfilled and grateful seeing them together.
