Fabulous. Just Fabulous.
Sorry about the delay with new posts! I got temporarily kicked out of my study by my ill husband – whenever he gets sick he likes to sleep in the study and I usually post at night. Husbands are funny when they are sick. But mine finally moved back into the master bedroom and I get the computer back (hooray!).
My son has learned many new skills this week, including disciplining our dog. She’s having some difficulty in getting completely housebroken (the dog, not the kid. Well, actually both but we just started with the kid.), and I find myself leading her over to her shit poop mistakes, and telling her firmly, “NO. BAD DOG.” Then along comes Nathan to shake his finger and make the angry face. It’s kind of cute, but not when he tries spanking Shelby. I don’t spank Shelby, so I’m not sure where he’s getting this, but I about had a heart attack the first time I saw it.
She’s a good natured dog, and Nathan’s not very serious about it. I saw him try to spank her yesterday when they were outside and Shelby just turned around and licked his ear. Shelby has her faults, though. She’s been treating Nathan’s board books very poorly – there’s a basket full of them in the entertainment center and she seems to think it’s some sort of yummy buffet. Every morning I would come out of the bedroom to find another Winny the Pooh in pieces all over the living room. So I had to move most of his books to a secure location in my new fabulous bookcase. It’s a little too secure, since Nathan can’t figure out how to open the latch on the door; he just knocks on it like the books inside are going to open the door for him. Then he gets frustrated, cries, and turns around and throws his cup across the room. Fun times. Is anyone else’s 19 month old doing this? Of course they are. But my kid has been good natured for so long that this tantrum tossing of objects is almost shocking. Apparently it’s just a taste of the good times to come.
By the way, fabulous bookcase is in italics because a nice mommy friend of mine, Karen, was moving and decided that it no longer fit in with her decor, so she sold it to me at a very good price and now my whole living room looks perfect. She even got her husband and his friend to come and bring it to my house. I know the living room is perfect because I rearranged it 3 times on Sunday – even moving the SLEEPER SOFA twice by myself. I had to do it myself because my husband was sick. Good thing I’m a loving wife or that shit would have pissed me off….. wait, he reads the blog. Love ya, babe. At least I didn’t go into details about your illness, right?
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