Tough decisions

We had to make a very hard choice last week. We realized that Daisy was not the right dog for our family and took her back to the shelter. This was so hard for me, but I know it was for the best. Andrew and Wayne were not bonding well with her, or Daisy with them either. She is a very hyper playful dog and even taking her to the dog park to play and run, usually twice a day, she was still to rough with Andrew and he became very nervous with her. There were a couple of times she snapped or growled at him, not during play that scared him. I tried to get him to use the training techniques that I have learned about to teach her not to nip at him or jump on him, but he just wasn't getting it and there was only so much I could do without his help. It all came to a head when out of the blue Andrew asked me if we could have a vacation from Daisy, just for a week. That's when I knew there would probably never be the right connection between them and that's why we wanted a dog in the first place. When we took her in she wasn't upset or nervous, and didn't even look back when she was taken away. So in the end it was heartbreaking, but totally right and honestly a big relief. There were some good life lessons learned from this experience and I checked up on Daisy and she was adopted before the week was out.

Morning fun

We are all playing outside this morning and Cleo decides to climb the tree. It was crazy and I had to get a step stool and get her down. Dumb cat.

Happy Birthday Andrew

Andrew's birthday was on the 25th, we had his birthday party early on the 21st. It was a Star Wars theme so we had jedi "training" activities. We made light sabers out of pool noodles and duct tape, we saved jedi's from carbonate (action figures frozen in ice then melted with sponges in a relay race), and a target practice, but the biggest hit (har har) was the light saber training. Translation: the kids beat each other up the whole time. Andrew loved it, and they all had a great time. He got a pile of gifts and only two of them were not Star Wars items, we have a very happy boy.
I have been getting really into cake decorating lately so I went wild with the cake and made Captian Rex's helmet. Now, don't look to close because I really need more practice with fondant, but for the most part I am very proud of myself. It was a lot of work but the kids were in awe and one girl told me that I was amazing, that was fun.

Welcome Daisy

This is Daisy, she is a dog, she lives with us now.

What? I know what you must be thinking, yes I have never had a dog before, but I didn't know how much I wanted one until we got her. All three of us had different reasons for wanting a dog, Wayne wanted some security, I wanted a playmate/companion for Andrew, and Andrew, well he's a young boy he just wanted one. Yes dogs are a lot of work, and yes most of the work falls on me, but look at that face. We met Daisy at the local pound, they told us she was a stray but they said she is a Labrador mix, and that she's about 7 months old. Wayne and I think she is mixed with Boxer, and others have guessed she is mixed with Pit Bull or Beagle. I personally don't care what the mix is, I just know that she is adorable and she is ours.

Year? What Year?

Yeah, okay so it's been an entire year since my last post, what-evs. Record keeping is seriously not one of my strengths, oh well. I have a bunch of fun things to talk about so... let's try this again, shall we?