Friday, July 31, 2015

Pool S'mores

One of the few things I like about summer is swimming.  We don't have a pool in our backyard.  And we don't have a neighborhood pool.  But we have friends who do!!

The other day my friend Bethany invited us to her neighborhood pool.  And she treated us to these.

Pool S'mores

These are easy, delicious, and officially our new summer snack.  You need graham crackers, nutella, and marshmallow fluff.  Layer, as thick as you like, and sandwich.  EASY.  And you're welcome.

If you don't have a pool, like us, you can eat them after you do this.

Summer, it's been fun.  We'll enjoy you for a few more weeks.  
Bring on fall.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Diary of a Border Collie Owner: Week 2

We didn't have a pet dog when I was growing up, well, when I was old enough to care.  Just wasn't at the top of the list of needs.  But I have always been an animal lover.  Dogs, cats, birds, horses - I love them all!!  So when we finally got the green light to get a dog, I was over the moon.  I had all these visions of a well behaved dog accompanying me on my runs, going with me to get the kids from school, camping with the family - all that fun pet owner stuff.

The reality?  That stuff is extremely far off, and if we can even get through the puppy biting, crazy stage it will honestly be a miracle.  I'm not the first person to have a puppy.  I keep saying this to myself over and over.  I don't think I'm a selfish person...????  If you're a mom, it's hard to be.  But this puppy has me completely frazzled.  Because of our family schedules, the brunt of taking care of this little bundle of fluffy happiness is falling on me.  Gone are the days of me sitting reading a book, leisurely, staying up late watching Netflix and sleeping in the next morning.  That is a luxury you have when your kids get my kid's ages. But it's a luxury you promptly give up when becoming a puppy owner.

My days are now filled with  squeaky toys, chew sticks, clickers, treats, and potty breaks every 30 minutes.  I can tell you the best you tube videos on how to train your puppy and don't even look at the library for dog training books because I've got them all checked out.  I've stood outside in the middle of the night with rain coming down and lightening lighting up the sky, begging her to take care of her business.  I'm sleepily walking her at the break of dawn dreaming of that cup of coffee that is brewing in the pot at home for me.  I'm trying to understand her need to dig in the Oklahoma red mud and the bathtub is sparkling clean because of it.  My instagram feed and Facebook status's will most likely begin to annoy people to defriending.

The highlights are she's only 8 weeks and is ringing the bell when she needs to go to the bathroom...most of the time.  She is the cutest thing in the world - when she's sleeping.  And despite the fact I've thought almost every day that just maybe we are going to have to give her back, I miss her when I'm gone for the 2 hour max window I can leave her in her crate.  I dream of a full night's sleep and wonder if I'm too old for this.

Izzy...I won't give you back, you just better hurry up and learn to stop play biting!!!!

Monday, July 13, 2015

What did we just do???

My favorite stage of raising kids is most definitely the one we are in right now.  My kids are old enough to take care of their basic needs.  They know what is expected of them.  My only real issues are molding their character.  The days of having 3 kids under the age of 5 is now but a distant, blurred, memory.

We are animal lovers.  All 5 of us.  Except one of the 5, (Andy), didn't want to own one.  It's not that he doesn't like animals, because he really does.  He just doesn't want the hassle of taking care of one. 4 of us didn't find that reason enough not to have a family pet.  So for 2 years, we've been talking, begging, subtle hinting, and not so subtle hinting that we wanted a dog.  Neely would sneak little notes in her dad's lunch box about what a great dad he was and how much she wanted a dog. I would forward cute pictures.  Carson would lay on the guilt trip about how he was the only kid at school who didn't have a pet.  Then one day, he agreed, but with stipulations of breed and age.

Enter Izzy.  We have prayed for, anticipated, and dreamed of Izzy.  The cuteness was just almost too much.  So we brought her home.  And just like that, I now have another cute, small, bundle of joy to be responsible for.  Here are the things about new puppies that you consciously shove into the back of your mind when deciding to get one.

  • They need constant supervision
  • They really, really, love to chew things
  • You can't just leave them in the backyard because they cry, and then wiggle their little bodies under the fence.
  • They really, really, love to chew things.
  • They don't realize the world, including your house, isn't their restroom.
  • They really, really, love to chew things.
  • You spend lots of money on toys, only for them to play with the ice cube you dropped.
  • They really, really love to chew things.
  • You, literally, can not take your eyes off them while they are awake.
  • They don't like the crate.
In the wake of the whirlwind named Izzy, I find myself wondering what has happened to my usually sensible self. Just exactly what did I just do????