Thursday, September 16, 2010
Fall
Fall weather is on the horizon and I could not be more thrilled. To date, this past summer was one of the hottest summers I can clearly remember. I am eagerly anticipating Halloween, seasonal fall boots, trips to Boyd’s Orchard, and the leaves changing color. While the change in daylight savings time is not ideal, I will gladly accept the darkness that will soon return an hour earlier each evening in exchange for the other benefits associated with the Fall season. This year’s scorching summer heat has reaffirmed my firm conviction I will never voluntarily elect to move further south. To all of the scarecrows, pumpkins, witches, and ghost-you are most assuredly welcome to the hospitality within my home.
Excerpts from Lola
Dear Mommy-
I am not trying to brag but I’ve recently discovered I may be the smartest pig in the world (a rather narcissistic comment I know, however, I really feel this may indeed be true). Silly mommy! While you did remember to shut the baby/pet gate at the bottom of the stairs this morning you forgot to latch/lock it! With my sharp wit and prodigious skills, I managed to open the gate with my teeth, dash upstairs, eat Izzie’s dog food, and poop on the floor while you were getting ready for work. I apologize for the bathroom accident; however, you do not have a litter box for me upstairs so in reality my actions were somewhat justifiable given the circumstances. I’d like to suggest you invest in an upstairs litter box so that in the event I pull future Houdini acts, I will not be forced to defecate once again on the carpet.
Yours,
Lola ^_^
I am not trying to brag but I’ve recently discovered I may be the smartest pig in the world (a rather narcissistic comment I know, however, I really feel this may indeed be true). Silly mommy! While you did remember to shut the baby/pet gate at the bottom of the stairs this morning you forgot to latch/lock it! With my sharp wit and prodigious skills, I managed to open the gate with my teeth, dash upstairs, eat Izzie’s dog food, and poop on the floor while you were getting ready for work. I apologize for the bathroom accident; however, you do not have a litter box for me upstairs so in reality my actions were somewhat justifiable given the circumstances. I’d like to suggest you invest in an upstairs litter box so that in the event I pull future Houdini acts, I will not be forced to defecate once again on the carpet.
Yours,
Lola ^_^
Friday, September 10, 2010
Story of the Week
On Labor Day we traveled to Cincinnati, Ohio after receiving four free tickets to King’s Island. Luckily the park was not overly crowded and we seldom had to spend more than a few minutes waiting in lines. While waiting in line for “The Beast” (our longest wait of the day clocking in at a mere 20 minute wait), Caleb and his friend observed an inaccessible area in which people had thrown “silly bandz” and coins while waiting in line. Upon discovering this untouchable treasure trove, Caleb leaned down and whispered into his friend’s ear, “See that? That’s heaven down there”.
Paper Trail...
Preface: Caleb’s third grade teacher sends out homework packets each Friday and expects them to be completed and returned by the following Thursday. While completing his weekly packet, Caleb made the following comments:
Caleb: “Mommy I don’t think teachers should give out this much homework”.
Me: (Puzzled by this statement as Caleb is generally very good about completing his homework and rarely complains) I then asked the following question: “Why is that? Do you think it’s too demanding?”
Caleb: “No but I think the planet could save a lot of trees if teachers didn’t send home so many papers”.
Caleb: “Mommy I don’t think teachers should give out this much homework”.
Me: (Puzzled by this statement as Caleb is generally very good about completing his homework and rarely complains) I then asked the following question: “Why is that? Do you think it’s too demanding?”
Caleb: “No but I think the planet could save a lot of trees if teachers didn’t send home so many papers”.
Excerpts from Lola
Dear Mommy-
I fell down the steps this morning and even though I didn’t get hurt I really didn’t appreciate your laughter. When I woke up this morning the baby/pet gate was open and I wanted to come upstairs and find you (and I also wanted Izzie’s dog food which I’ve discovered you now hide in the upstairs hallway). I told you previously I would try and master climbing down the stairs by myself, however, after my haphazard landing this morning I’ve decided to rethink that strategy. Perhaps you could install a ramp or an elevator? Just a thought…
Always,
Lola ^_^
I fell down the steps this morning and even though I didn’t get hurt I really didn’t appreciate your laughter. When I woke up this morning the baby/pet gate was open and I wanted to come upstairs and find you (and I also wanted Izzie’s dog food which I’ve discovered you now hide in the upstairs hallway). I told you previously I would try and master climbing down the stairs by myself, however, after my haphazard landing this morning I’ve decided to rethink that strategy. Perhaps you could install a ramp or an elevator? Just a thought…
Always,
Lola ^_^
Monday, August 30, 2010
Excerpts from Lola
Dear Mommy-
Can you believe I learned to climb up the stairs all by myself? I knew that if I tried hard enough I could do it (apparently you must not have held the same opinion as you left the baby/pet gate open!) Oh ye of little faith! I was so pleased with myself that upon reaching the landing, I decided to reward myself by gobbling down Izzie's dog food! It was so yummy! (In retrospect, can you start feeding me Izzie's delicious dog food as opposed to my mini pig pellets?) I guess you were not as pleased as I was as I have noticed that since my impressive accomplishment on Saturday you have left the gate closed. Why is this mommy? Is it because I have not learned how to climb back down the stairs? I know you must pick me up and carry me back down, however, I promise I will try and learn to climb down the stairs if you will only leave the gate open. I know that I weigh 35 pounds but really is that so much? Please reconsider keeping the gate open.
Yours,
Lola
^_^
Can you believe I learned to climb up the stairs all by myself? I knew that if I tried hard enough I could do it (apparently you must not have held the same opinion as you left the baby/pet gate open!) Oh ye of little faith! I was so pleased with myself that upon reaching the landing, I decided to reward myself by gobbling down Izzie's dog food! It was so yummy! (In retrospect, can you start feeding me Izzie's delicious dog food as opposed to my mini pig pellets?) I guess you were not as pleased as I was as I have noticed that since my impressive accomplishment on Saturday you have left the gate closed. Why is this mommy? Is it because I have not learned how to climb back down the stairs? I know you must pick me up and carry me back down, however, I promise I will try and learn to climb down the stairs if you will only leave the gate open. I know that I weigh 35 pounds but really is that so much? Please reconsider keeping the gate open.
Yours,
Lola
^_^
Shout Out
I wanted to take this opportunity to thank each person who has taken the time to offer praise and encouragement on my blogging. Blogging is therapeutic for me and provides me with a creative outlet (however, I certainly appreciate those who enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy writing them). To all of my readers- you have my sincerest thanks.
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