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8.06.2010
Our sweet little puppy has invigorated our boring life. The last few nights we have spent in our nice new backyard, watching the stars and planes and satelittles and listening to Pandora on Chris' phone. With the mountain that backs up to our house, we can pretend that we live in the countryside, and not just a tennis balls throw from the neighbors living room. (As evidenced by the five or so tennis balls we have inherited from the dogs next door...)
Claire loves to be out there too, but she doesn't love that the dog tugs on her diaper or the back of her shirt (only three holes today! Yay!) It is the most hilarious thing to watch, this little girl running around screaming because some soft little fluffy dog is chasing her around. So I went to put Claire to bed just a little bit ago, and she sort of smells like the outdoors and her feet are all sticky and her hands are a little sticky too and I though I really should give her a bath (I give her two baths a day... almost always.) But for some reason as I held up her sticky little toes to change her diaper, because it had a hole in it from the dog, I realized that going to bed with her sticky toes was the best thing I could do for her. Because really, how long can you get away with going to bed with grassy, dirty, sweetly sticky feet and have someone think it is the most precious thing ever? What I would give for the innocence of being able to go to sleep with sticky toes.
After much debate, drama, and tears, we have named the dog Penne. Now, nobody go suggesting something else, or allow me to change it! I need to commit, I need it get over it. It's a dog, it's a name, and it is Penne.
Claire loves to be out there too, but she doesn't love that the dog tugs on her diaper or the back of her shirt (only three holes today! Yay!) It is the most hilarious thing to watch, this little girl running around screaming because some soft little fluffy dog is chasing her around. So I went to put Claire to bed just a little bit ago, and she sort of smells like the outdoors and her feet are all sticky and her hands are a little sticky too and I though I really should give her a bath (I give her two baths a day... almost always.) But for some reason as I held up her sticky little toes to change her diaper, because it had a hole in it from the dog, I realized that going to bed with her sticky toes was the best thing I could do for her. Because really, how long can you get away with going to bed with grassy, dirty, sweetly sticky feet and have someone think it is the most precious thing ever? What I would give for the innocence of being able to go to sleep with sticky toes.
After much debate, drama, and tears, we have named the dog Penne. Now, nobody go suggesting something else, or allow me to change it! I need to commit, I need it get over it. It's a dog, it's a name, and it is Penne.
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