November 11, 2009

Taming the Beast

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Both kiddos are home today because Sadie has pink eye. This is like a dream come true for her. She feels great but can't go to school. Win-win. So we are up to our eyeballs in craft projects this morning. Sadie is a crafting queen. She got lots of new artsy things at the family birthday party, so she is good to go for a while. She got a paint-it-yourself nativity set. We've been working on this for a few days. Sadie was gracious enough to let Noah help us paint it, so our set is looking really interesting so far. As of now we have a yellow camel with a black stripe down it's back (like a skunk), a red donkey, a red and purple star of Bethlehem and a fairly decent looking shepherd and a wise man. When we started painting the people, Sadie wondered what color the baby Jesus should be. She wondered if he should be "yellow" like us, or "brown" like Miles. So we decided on a bi-racial Jesus. This may be the most unconventional nativity ever created. I'll post a picture when we get it all finished.

We also had a great conversation with Sadie last night about smoking that had me in stitches. I know that she is only 5 and is not likely to pick up a cig anytime in the near future, but we live in Kentucky (where everybody smokes) and we just think it's never to early for a little preemptive anti-smoking campaign. Kamron was telling her how if anyone ever offers her a cigarette, even if it's a kid from our neighborhood, she should say no. We went through all the health risks, etc. However, evidently this is not going to be an issue for her. She told Kamron, "Daddy, I'll never ever smoke. I don't like to be that close to fire!" That's my girl!

We've had some crazy, unseasonably warm weather the last several days. We've been spending a lot of time outside soaking up the sunshine. We were even able to give our filthy, stinky dog a bath. This dog, though we LOVE her, is quite often the bane of my existance. Her name is Emma and she is a 7 year old yellow lab. We've had her since she was around 3 months old. We got her 5 months after we got married. My dad called me one day and said that he had gotten this dog and he couldn't keep it, and did we want it. Of course I wanted it. What newly married couple doesn't want a cute little puppy to make you feel like you're a little family? We had a tiny little house, but it had a fenced in back yard. So we brought home that little furball. On her first night with us, she ran away. Evidently that little bitty puppy took a flying leap off of the deck over the fence. Go figure? We put signs up all over the neighborhood and miraculously, someone returned her to us. That should have alerted us as a sign of times to come. That first week we knew we were in over our heads with a puppy who could get out of every crate, who's favorite activity was dancing in her own poop, and who ate everything in sight- drywall and plastic baggies included. After a few days with Emma we were both adament that in NO way were we at all wanting to have kids any time soon. After all, we couldn't even seem to handle a puppy. Well, that's the week that I quite unexpectedly got pregnant with Sadie. Surprise!



When Marley and Me came out, I could have sworn that they modeled Marley after our Emma. She is like the Forrest Gump of dogs. She smart enough to have some really great adventures, but too dumb to really function in the real world. She has escaped more times that I can even count. In our old neighborhood, all our neighbors called her Houdini. If you can picture it, we had a 6 foot solid wood privacy fence. Emma could jump it when she felt like going for a stroll through the neighborhood. We tried obedience school. We tried everything. But that dog just has a wild traveling hair up her butt. She got picked up and taken to the pound once. I am not sure what happened to her while she was there but she had to be put on anti-depressants and tranquilizers when she got home. That was a little embarrassing- standing in line at Walgreen's, waiting for my dog's anxiety meds. Emma also has really bad allergies. We pump her full of Benadryl sometimes to help her get some relief, but she still itches like crazy- her ears especially. She does this thing where she rubs her head on the ground (ears to the ground, big doggy butt sticking straight up in the air) and drags it like that all the way across the yard. She moans like a (insert what you're thinking here) while she's doing it. Yellow dog + green grass = permanently grass stained dog. Really- her whole head is grass stained down to the skin. The stain is so set in that it looks like our dog is going all Kermit the Frog.

When we moved to where we are now, we installed an underground fence. She has busted through many times, but for the most part, it keeps her at home. This past winter, we went to Mexico and my dad let Emma come and stay on his farm. We thought that this would be great for her. However, she ended up in Cincinnati- about 2 hours away. Seriously- this dog is a handful- but we love her and all her craziness. This weekend we realized that the batteries were dead to the underground fence. Unfortunately we realized this because Emma was gone. We did our usual drive around the community looking for her. We found her- her and all of her stinkiness. She smelled like she'd been rolling in dead animals. Don't think we're bad dog owners. We've made our best attempt, but some beasts just can't be contained! So- there's the long version of why our dog needed a bath! Oh the things we do for our kids and pets!

Since I haven't posted many pics of the kiddos lately, here are a few cute gratuitous kid photos.










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