It's Mommy Blogging Time
No time to blog since Charlee's Birthday.
Haven't posted for some time, largely due to the unavoidable pesky fact that there are only 24 hours in a day and at some point even I need sleep. Last week found me with 2 out of my 3 kids in summer camp, and one would think that things would be easier, but nnnnooooooo-ooo. Seems I have been taking the older two kids for granted in so far as to how much they entertain the young one. Add a new puppy and an older dog who for the first time all summer is feeling her oats and a job where I wear all the hats, plus your every day run of the mill house stuff, and I am one tired Momma.
The upside is that I had a truly special week with little H. This is especially sweet because in no time she will be off and running in Kindergarten. All last week I took time to enjoy her and did lots of Mommy things to include daily doggie hikes, the sprinkler park at Deering Oaks , swimming at Dundee Park in Windham , and we stopped by A Company of Girls to celebrate their renovation and even met Bill Ranic from the Apprentice.
The girls all said when they get rich they want teeth as white as Bills! Friday last week we met up with my oldest's son last day of summer camp with Eric Begonia of Begonia's Summer Science Camp at Scarborough Beach for one of the most perfect beach days at one of these most perfect beaches...ever. All week long the kids visited and learned about the sea and it's inhabitants. The week prior he attended Pond Ecology with Eric, and we just released two Monarch Butterflies that hatched in our fish tank, only to replace them with a baby snapping turtle that my son caught at Evergreen. No letters please you can study natural wildlife if done under the guidance of an educator and we will let Whippa (as in Whippa Snappa) free real soon. Best part of about having a baby snapping turtle is watching my kids pick beetles out of my garden. A turtle gotta eat ya know.
So enough about me and what I have been up to-you all came for the dogs.
Spending so much time with all three kids as of late, I get to converse with them much more than during the hectic school year and all three have come up with some pretty choice things to say in the last few weeks, most of it revolving around having a six month old MALE puppy. Perhaps you see where I am going with this.
First and foremost on my kids minds and tongues lately is the descent and growth of our new addition's new additions.
For those of you who came for the dog stuff, I give you some choice snippets of my last few weeks with kids and dogs.
My oldest son caught a snake in the back yard and he was showing it to our new puppy. Finn sniffed and licked it. I advised my son that he shouldn't teach the pup that snakes are friends in case we meet up with a dangerous snake some day. Just as the words escaped my mouth, the snake bit my son on the finger and the puppy killed the snake before I even blinked. My middle daughter didn't miss a beat and said:
"Our Collie is finding his inner Lassie".
Poor middle school boy is putting up a valiant fight in hopes that Finn can keep all his man hood in tact. I have told him at least 500 times that will not happen. On a recent lengthy car trip, he was unrelenting in his quest to save Finney's boy parts.
Those of you with boys can relate I am sure.
It went something like this.
You are not cutting off his balls.
Yes we are.
No!
Yes!
Can't he just keep one?
No
Isn't there a pill he can take?
No
They don't have birth control pills for male dogs?
No
I bet there is and your just not telling me because you don't want to pay for it.
No
Can't he get a vasectomy?
No
Can't we get him a custom fitted doggie condom. (honest, who can make this up)
Ummm no!
What about if we never let him off leash?
No
I will watch him, I promise!
No
But he needs them.
No
Can't we invent a new pill or something?
No!
I will walk him for the rest of his life.
nope
Come on Mom, there has to be some other way that you are not telling me.
No
There is to, you just don't want to pay for it.
No
Can't we have one litter of pups so we can get another Finney?
No
Isn't there any other way?
No
But Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
No
What if I gave up my allowance for the rest of my life?
No
But he needs them!
No
That's not fair!
Sorry!
I made the appointment the very next day.
Little H asked what those wiggly things near Finney's butt were.
I tried to skirt this issue for some time but in the end I said "balls" (because she has heard middle school son begging and pleading the case for Finney's).
Little H said "Like eye balls? Can he see out of them"?
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