Wednesday, 14 May 2008

bullets over tuesday

  • Boy home today. A *cough, cough* sore throat, j*u*s*t bad enough to make him beg to stay at the house and not go to school. He's had friends over the last two days - I think it may just be exhaustion. R was too tired to go to school yesterday...they and Cass's friend were playing a game Monday where one would take off on a bike, pedaling fast and free into the field, and the other two would run after them full tilt and try to catch them.
  • Y'know, I have suspected the dog is as dumb as dirt. And now I have proof. R brought home a school project last week - it's potting soil tied up in a nylon with googly eyes stuck on. After a few days of watering it faithfully, grass seed began to grow through the netting. Well, tonight the dog.....ate it. Dirt and all. Yumm-o.
  • Am trying to convince B he can take R to have her haircut on Friday. I will e-mail a photo of what I want, absolve him of any differences....B is not convinced. He does have a bad history with haircuts.
  • Tomorrow night's supper: broccoli and cheese calzones - the bread for the crusts is rising now, and the air is yeasty and sweet.

Except, of course, where the dog is burping potting soil and running his tongue questioningly over his teeth.

10 comments:

kissa said...

Hi I just wandered into your blog. The scenes of family life are such gentle and delightful cameos. I liked it and will come again.

Joke said...

That dog is up to no good.

-J.

witchypoo said...

Dogs are known to eat turds and roll in dead things. I don't think eating a school project classifies him as anything but a dog.

womaninawindow said...

Dog farts are lethal. They should be licensed! And that photo of your kids in the back of your car is BRILLIANT! Now this is wierd again. Stop that! I have been waiting to get my new camera to take a picture of my kids in the back seat for a month now. I've been stewing over it. What in the world is going on between us. Maybe Kevin Bacon is your cousin? (9 degrees of seperation...)

Ree said...

If only someone would believe I'm too tired to go to work. (Okay, technically, I could work from bed, but..still.)

Anonymous said...

You showed remarkable restraint in in not killing your husband when he trimmed Miss R's hair. I know I would have. So I hope the haircut goes okay.

As for the dumb dog, at least it wasn't something toxic. Just remember all this when one of the dog's poop has googly eyes on it.

tut-tut said...

Oh, they both look lovely. I think you should leave that up as your banner . . .

Molly said...

Oh Jess! Wiping my eyes from the dog story! We've had labs and yours sounds like a card carrying member of the clan! Speaking of dog flatulence, our first black lab would toot, then turn and look indignantly in the direction of her tail....Well when the science project works it's way through, instead of turning your grass brown it'll be reseeding.....

blackbird said...

Your dog may be dumber than mine.

And that's saying something.

Vanessa said...

Why do dogs eat such weird crap that doesn't even taste good? Mine is currently obsessed with mulch. Great, sounds wonderful!