My goal is going to be actually updating my blog the majority of the days a week. Stories from behind the closed (and bolted shut because Peter has recently discovered how to unlock the door so he can go outside and search for frogs) doors of my home are so much more exciting then the rants of my flaws and fascinations in life. I may complain about an inability to clean a bathroom, I may post pictures of family adventures, or sometimes I may just leave you with some overheard dialogue. who knows?
so buckle up, sit tight, keep your hands and arms inside the 15 passenger Sprinter at all times, and here we go!!
This morning, Jane (5) decided over breakfast that she wants a dog.
so my chihuahua just transformed into an oversized, fluffy rat? My poor mother almost choked. I will admit, I am a terrible pet owner. Though Mr. Darcey is technically my dog, he really is the family pet (aside from our cat we've had for 6 years that no one believes in) Sometimes it may seem not too clear who Darcey actually calls 'owner', so let me assist your understanding of the matter:
"Our dog is Mr. Darcey. He's adorable."
"MaryC, your dog pooped in the living room."
I see how it is :P
So yes, even though Darc is mine, I tend to leave the taking care of him to everyone else especially now that I'm away at school the majority of the time. But alas, pets are always more exciting when you don't have them. Therefore, this morning's dialogue makes the front page of this post today:
Janie: "Mom. Can I please get a dog?"
Miss Lady: "We already have a dog. And you're getting a new baby brother in just a few months."
Janie: "ugh. I don't want a baby brother. I want a dog."
We could always just change Andrew's name to Butch then everyone's happy :)
yet another reason why I love my family
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