My dog is all the rage

I have decided not to take Shelby to the playground anymore, since there always seems to be a kid who wont leave her alone so that I can leave. The other day we took her and Dylan out to play, and not only did this little boy get her to chase him around the jungle gym so that her leash got all tangled around me- its a retractable one, and does NOT feel good on bare skin- but he also took my bubbles and spilled the whole tube on the floor.

One of the little girls who lives in our building always whines for her to come out and play-but she cant go without me and I always have to run WITH shelby and the girl since shes on a leash so thats just out of the question. There have been countless times where I have had to sit through her foot stomping tantrum because I wont let the dog go out and play with her.

Now the little boy who always walks around by himself and blows "sleeping spells" at her through a hollow broom stick is someone I can get along with. He's cool. Mostly because he has a mind thats out of the norm, mostly because he doesn't beg us to stay-actually he begs us to leave- but mostly mostly because he drives Chad crazy, and I just think thats funny.

Dont get me wrong, I do like kids. I have one of my own. I just don't have a whole lot of patience for people in general-no matter what size or age. Especially when they spill my bubbles.

Patience Is A Virtue

So yesterday morning I got up and went to get Dylan out of his crib. He was already up laughing to himself so I figured he would be in a good mood for the day. As soon as I open the door I was hit by an all too familiar smell. At some point he took off his diaper and made a huge mess...all over EVERYTHING. Probably one of the worst mornings I have had in a while. Later we went over to his friend Xanders house to take some Easter pictures in the grass by a cherry blossum tree, but both boys were extremely cranky and Xander was terrified of our dog Shelby who acted as the Easter Bunny with pink ears and ribbon. Not the photo session we were hoping for, but we still had fun doing it even through the frustration.

Today I went to the post office to pick up a package that came in for us from my mother in law. Once I got there I actually had two packages waiting instead of one, and carrying both of them plus Dylan and my wallet was a huge disaster. The top package kept sliding off and everytime I bent over to pick it up my walled fell from my pocket and all of my cards spilled out. Finally I decided to make Dylan walk on his own, but once we got in the middle of the street he decided to sit down and laugh. When I bent over to pick him up my sunglasses fell to the ground and I didnt have enough hands to get them so I set the packages down on the grass and walked back to get them. But as soon as I turned around a car came speeding down the street and ran them over! Luckily one of Chads sergeants saw me struggling and helped me to the car with all of my stuff.

So this is the list of things Dylan is no longer allowed to do:
-Eat apples
-Sleep without pants
-Accompany me to the post office

Im sure I will be adding a few more things as the week goes on.

Gartenshau, and apples

Now that the weather is getting warmer here, i've been staying pretty busy with a couple of friends that i've made, and trying to get dylan out to play as much as I can. The other day we went to Gartenshau (Garden show) which is basically a big park with life size dinosaur models and beautiful scenery. We had a nice picnic and Dylan got to play with his friends Xander and Aurora! He ate a couple handfulls of sand, but I saw that coming so wasn't too surprised. Since he's the only one who cant walk yet he mostly got really dirty sitting in the sand and crawling through mud. There's also a stream that runs through and the boys got to play in that a little bit.

Chad and I went to a nice furniture store the other day and it made us totally rethink about our ideas for our place so we will probably end up selling the furniture we have and starting over again. Too bad we didnt go there in the first place.

Today I cut up an apple and gave dylan some pieces, but of course he shoved whole pieces in his mouth, and I ended up having to put my whole hand down his throat and push an apple piece down his pipes when one got stuck and I couldnt pull it out. Dylan isn't allowed to have apples anymore.