This is best advice I have heard recently...had to share...
The best advice ever given a puppy owner is to take a newspaper, roll it up, secure it tightly, and leave it on the coffee table. Then, when the puppy piddles in the house, chews up a slipper, or breaks any other house rule, you simply take the newspaper and bang it on the top of your head repeatedly, while reciting the phrase, "I should have been watching my puppy!" Author Unknown
Love it and couldn't agree more...
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
I love my children....really I do. Even when they drive me absolutely starking raving loony....I love my children. We worked really hard at becoming a family. We started down the infertility road only to hit a roadblock in the first mile. That was OK...in fact that was really good for us, because the detour we took gave us these beautiful children we have. Both of our kids are adopted, in open adoptions. We were blessed with not only 2 healthy, great kids but we got the added bonus of an "adopted extended family". That is the beauty of open adoption. I love my children's birthmothers. They had the love and self confidence to commit the utmost unselfish act...placing their firstborns in an adoptive home. I saw first hand the love in their eyes on the day our children were born. I also saw the pain on their faces when we brought our children home. For a woman to have that much love in their heart and withstand that much pain, it is the ultimate "Mother's Love". On the day our son was born I told his birthmother that I couldn't take him away from her, that I could see how much she loved him. She told me that is why she wanted us to have him...she loved him that much. Even today, it brings tears to my eyes. People are always amazed that we have an open adoption, even in today's society when almost all adoptions are open. They ask me how I am able to keep in contact with our birthfamilies. I ask them "How can I not? What right would I have to be so selfish when they were anything but selfless?" I am eternally grateful to our children's birthmothers. They allowed me to become a Mom....they gave me the Greatest Gift any human being can give another. How can I not love them? How can I not allow them into our childrens' lives? How can I not consider them a part of our family?
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Rest In Peace....fair washing machine. You have had a good life. You have been a hard worker, on the job at least 3 times every day! You have kept our clothes stain and odor free...for the most part....and I know how difficult this was with all the boy clothes and the dog blankets. You have flailingly served us well the past 7 years or so and we are eternally grateful. My only wish would have been for you to meet your maker on a day when the appliance store was open!! But, alas...we can't have everything....and with this being Thanksgiving Weekend and all....let's list all the things we are grateful for:
5. The washing machine did not catch fire...only made a horrible, squeaky, droning noise.
4. I was home to hear the above mentioned noise and stop the impending disaster from happening.
3. The machine eeked out its last breath on the 20th load of the day, not the 1st.
2. I have a wonderful neighbor who allowed me to finish the load of wash in her beautiful, new, front loading machine.
And the Number One Reason to be Grateful...
1. I will not have to do any laundry until the new machine arrives!!!
There is a Laundry God after all!!!
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
This is Baron. He is our "little" puppy. He is a Chesapeake Bay Retriever and in this picture he is 6 months old!! He is a beautiful dog and smart as a whip...and although the aforementioned traits are all well and good...because of them, he drives us crazy most days. Our son, Michael, has asked us on numerous occasions if we can get rid of him. In fact, he just asked me that earlier in the day. Michael had just finished making himself a "crabby pattie" (don't ask, Ok, Ok, if you must know it is a cheese sandwich made with ketchup, only today he got creative and put mustard on it too) and was enjoying his culinary talents when he made the fatal mistake of walking away from the kitchen counter. Well, as any fine dog knows....a little "counter surfing" and a little snack is had by all!! Baron was happy...he likes crabby patties. Michael, on the other hand was not happy!! A little tears, a lot of yelling, life goes on. If only Baron wasn't so smart and so stubborn...I would love to break him of his Extreme Sport....do you think mousetraps on the counter will work?? Or is that some obscure form of animal abuse?
Posted by Alison at 7:07 PM