Life without dogs

I can't do it. I miss the dogs way too much. They're spending one short week with Mimi and Papa since we left their house on Monday and will be back on Thursday. We all agreed that there was no point dragging them on the four hour trip back and forth.

We got home on Monday and Emily Grace kept saying Abbie- Buster- Bailey?!? Kiwuiesth?!? (she can't get Kiwi yet) I think she was looking for them. Abbie and Buster aren't ours but she loves to pull their fur anyway.

I went to the door Monday night and said "Come on girls- let's go out..." nothing. They weren't there. Duh- how hard is it to remember that they aren't there? Habit I guess. I love those little rascals so much. My feet have been quite cold the last two nights as there was no Kiwi-monster sleeping on them keeping them warm. And as mad as I get at Bailey, I miss the drool stains on my jeans/shorts/skirt every morning. She goes and gets a gulp of water and every morning wipes her mouth on my pants. I run from her, I yell at her- I swoop Emily Grace up and save her from an early morning drool shower- we all giggle and everyone gets a cookie. It's just a few days, I know, but I miss the girls.

There is nothing like the love of a dog. And we're lucky enough to have two.

POO POO IN DA' POTTY!

OH MY! This weekend Emily Grace told Mimi "poo poo" and patted her hiney. And, our genius child had in fact told the truth that she had poo poo'd. YAY- what a great start!

So this morning she came running up to me and said "poo poo" and patted her hiney. This child takes after her daddy so I could smell it from up here without bending down to check. We held hands and walked to her room to change the poopy diaper, and I praised her and congratulated her the whole way. But, what to my wondering eyes should NOT appear- there was NO poopy!

Like a flash, I ran with that naked little baby clear across the house back to our bathroom where the pretty potty was and plopped her down. She stared at me like I was crazy. Then she started acting bashful. I asked if she wanted me to leave and she nodded. So, I walked out of the bathroom and pulled the door behind me. Within seconds she started grunting and there it was, the brown gold (as Chris calls it)! SHE DID IT! Of course, we had a lot of clean up on Aisle 7 but YAY! Our child is brilliant. What do I do now- this could be a fluke- any suggestions?

Don't worry- I didn't photograph it. :)

Happy Birthday Daddy!

We had a big 3-0 party this weekend! The cups said "Chris is turning 30 and now he's OLDER THAN DIRT!" HAHAH! I felt so clever! But, I'll be there soon enough so I needed to watch myself. The big 3-0 officially hit last week. Monday was his birthday- Happy Birthday Chris! But we had the party this past Saturday. It was a lot of fun! Emily Grace was in full force- she knew something was brewing- presents, cake and lots of people to show off in front of. She had a big time- just like her daddy! And thank heaven's the clouds parted, the rain ceased and we had a beautiful evening for a birthday bar-b-que!

Emily Grace chased multiple guests around saying "peas, peas, peas..." for their cupcakes and honestly ran herself ragged playing with the other kids in the back yard. Avary Anne took her cupcake and ran. Poor little thing- the icing was up her nose! We have some good shots of it! I'll post pictures soon.

Next stop- Kate's Bachelorette Weekend in Charleston- Yippie! Does life ever calm back down?