I'm pretty sure the phrase 'bad doggies' might be Blake's first word/phrase, it is definitely giving 'Hi' a run for it's money!
When I was pregnant I heard stories from everyone about how I was either going to hate my dogs or how they were going to get put on the back burner or how my love for them was going to change once B was here. I am not joking when I say that some stories I heard had me in tears and added to the anxiety and worries I had about bringing Blake into our 'pack'. While some things I was told had held some truth, the matter of fact is that I still love my dogs just as much as I did before. Maybe even more when I see Blake try to play, tug, or pet Lily Lovemuffin, my first 'fur' baby. The one thing I have less to almost no tolerance for is the potty-ing in the house.... Believe me I KNOW it is absolutely disgusting, but having a dachshund- a breed that is notorious for never fully being potty trained, and a 7 year old rescued German Shepherd, it is something that I have learned to live with. (Also, the reason we spent almost $8,000 replacing our carpet with tile...) However, with Blake around when I see an 'accident' in the house it absolutely sends me through the roof, I scream and yell and my 'fur' babies get an extended 'time out' in the garage. The other day, as I was screaming, yelling, and having an absolute fit I looked over at Blake and he was just staring at me. He didn't look scared but just had this confused look on his face. I looked at him and said, "Chicken, you have baaaaaddddd doggies!" He looked at me, gave me a huge open mouth smile, and continued on with his play. I guess my lesson of the day was to tone down the madness when the dogs decide the inside of our home is one giant grass patch.
But that is what mommyhood is, a bunch of lessons and a whole lot of potty accidents! =)





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