Well, it was an exciting weekend around here...
First of all, our two year old mini-dachshund, Henry B., was nearly poisoned -- by US. Next, let me tell you that Chad and I are those people who have absolutely zero patience for irresponsible pet owners, or for tough guys who want to whip an animal into submission...or, for those who just let their animals wander, and the animal gets run over and it's no big deal, or, they just don't bother to get their pets vaccinated, or get rid of the dog/cat because they do not match their new carpet (never mind the thousands of animals in shelters that need homes, etc.) Chad and I are THOSE annoying people that despise all of those actions. Well, we became all that we despise in the category of irresponsibility this weekend. It all started because Chad was determined to get rid of the moles or gophers that we have in the back yard. I didn't want to murder the little rodents, but he did (apparently, he is a rodent serial killer and I didn't know it). Anyway, he put out mole/gopher killer pellets. The fine print on the box actually said: Beware. These are actually "Henry B. will find these and kill himself" pellets. Well, wouldn't you know, Chad came running in the house saying, "Henry was digging in the spot where I put out the poison. I think he ate some. We better call the vet!" After calling the vet -- at home -- on a Saturday night (yes, he is a very nice, patient man) and explaining to him that we had managed to poison our own dog, we gave Henry a nice dose of hydrogen peroxide and everything came up. Thank goodness Chad reacted so quickly because Henry had actually eaten a couple of pellets (Henry weighs 10 pound or less, so this could have really hurt him)! As if this weren't bad enough, I panicked and decided to bathe Henry...just in case he had a little poison residue on his paws. Then, Chad thought it would be a good time to clip Henry's toenails, too. The picture of Henry posted here is after we accidentally poisoned him, made him vomit, bathed him and then clipped his toenails. He is wearing his, "Gee...these people must really, really hate me" look! We love you, Henry B. Really, we do!
Yes. We are the people who have three...yes, three...children! God bless our children with EXTRA protection...apparently, they will need it around here! :o)
As far as the human babies go, all is well...
Gus has learned to roll from back to belly at will. It is not even a struggle for him anymore. He gets a little aggravated sometimes when he ends-up on his belly because this is his least favorite position. When he gets aggravated about this, I have to roll him onto his back again (he gets so aggravated that he forgets that he can do this himself). Gus is also enjoying eating rice cereal and applesauce.
Kate is still our "dare devil" child. Because she can safely rock back and forth in her Exersaucer, she thinks that she can also do this elsewhere. Keep in mind, she cannot sit-up on her own yet, so this can be dangerous. I had her propped-up with two Boppy pillows behind her. I happened to glance at her just on time to notice that she was attempting to rock back and forth -- unsupported! I had to rearrange her to keep her from face-planting onto the floor. Kate didn't know the difference. She was just having fun.
Claire is still our little snuggle bunny. Last week, after her Poppa Bear and MeMe left, Claire was difficult to deal with, which is very unusual for her. She is normally the most calm of all three babies. She fussed, she cried and "demanded" to be held at all times. It took me a couple of hours to realize that her Poppa Bear had basically carried her around -- constantly -- for an entire weekend -- and that she was grieving for him. I mean, she was all out boo-hooing. It was funny, but sad. Bless her!
By the way, the top picture is Claire and the bottom picture is Kate. It is getting harder to capture any of the babies smiling because now they will just stop what they are doing and stare at the camera.
I hope that you enjoy your day.
Be kind to your animals today! :o)
Love and miss you all,
Leslie
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