Saturday, January 30, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
While I'd like to be the kind of mother who is totally fine with dirt and mud and such (which I am), I'm not the kind of mother who is into letting her kid run a muck in dog poo. And we have two dogs. And they make alotta poo. How much is alotta?, you might ask. Too much. I have a tendency towards anxiety and imagining terrible things in my head. Every time Rylan falls I expect to pick him up with a dog doo stuck to his shirt. When I hear him cough, I get a random thought that he stuck poo in his mouth and is going to have dog poo aspiration pneumonia. Its an illness, I'm aware.
So, I've taken on the gross, gross, gross task of being the dog poo collector. A Wal-Mart bag goes over one hand, a Wal-Mart bag is held in the other hand and I systematically pick the poo with my Wal-Mart bag covered hand. Its nasty. I gag. The fact that I'm a GI nurse when I feel like gracing the hospital with my presence makes no difference in the dog doo world. Gag-o-matic. I'm about 1/3 done with the yard and had to take a few day rest. I'll be back at it this weekend.
Its worth it for Rylan's fun factor and my sanity.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Then we had a nice, relaxing day with Rylan's Grammy and Papa, playing cards, watching football, and having our last huge meals before embarking on weight loss missions for everyone. Rob and I drove over to Harrison to see my best friend, Brigid and her wonderful family (what? 2 best friends in a week as well? Fabulous!) and a little trip down memory lane to a restaurant called Diamondhead. Then we went back for more Grammy and Papa time and got to see the Razorbacks win. Now that's a good start for 2010, Hoggies.
2010 , almost 30lbs, tearing down the tree, speaking in Chinese-like language, climbing on boxes, yet still cute