Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Lessons by Brady
So one day I was helping myself to a snack of cheddar cheese and crackers. If you know me you know I love cheese. Mark is also quite fond of it and it is a staple in our home. I often by a large brick of cheddar cheese to meet all of our cheddar needs.
So any way...I had my large brick of cheese on the counter and decided to leave it out in case I wanted a little more. I settle in beside Hayden on the floor to enjoy my scrumptious cheese and crackers....when suddenly I had that feeling that something was awry. That mother instinct was kicking in...the one when you know one of your children is up to something. (and yes this instinct kicks in when you get a dog) I quickly jump to my feet to find Brady. As soon as I stand I see my 100 lbs lab holding my 1lb brick of cheese in his mouth. I couldn't believe it...he very rarely steals from the counter (I can count the times on one hand) this was one area I was actually proud of him for mostly behaving....but here he stands guilty as can be. We make eye contact and I yell out "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!" knowing exactly what his next move is...get to the table.... once by the dining room table we play his favorite game of "round and around the table we go...you can't catch me" I wanted to kill him!!! My beautiful new brick of cheese was being destroyed....and I would not allow him the pleasure of eating his prize for fear of the vomiting on the carpet that would surely follow eating a pound of cheese. So after about 50 times around the table in various directions...one pulling of the tail...a couple of dives under the table I finally sat down to try a new tactic... I like to call it the "Wait and Pounce" approach. Slowly he started to venture away from the table to a new spot where he could enjoy his cheddar. I pretended not to notice....THEN I POUNCED.... and yes I literally flung my body with all my might at my 100lb dog... "GOT YOU!!!" I pried the cheese out of his mouth with full satisfaction at my football tackle skills.
You think the story ends there...you are mistaken....it only gets better!!
So I hated to toss my beautiful expensive brick of cheese...so I grabbed a knife and chopped it up into bite sizes, placing it in a bag to use as treats for Brady...when he actually was behaving.
When Mark came home I couldn't wait to tell him what HIS dog had done. I of course launched into a very dramatic storytelling complete with demonstrations. As many of you may know Mark isn't always the best listener and does not fully appreciate my attention to detail in storytelling.... At the end I told him how I had managed to not waste our money by creating dog treats. I even told him how I cut them, placed them in a bag, and what shelf they were on in the fridge.....
So........ a few days later I notice mark getting out a cracker to bribe Brady outside with. I quickly say "Don't waste our food on him, give him the cheese I cut up for him, you know the one he stole off the counter"
Mark's face slowly changes as he processes what I just said.
"You mean the cheese cut up all nice in the fridge is the cheese Brady had in his mouth"
"Yes Mark. I told you that. Why?"
"I ate some of that."
me laughing......"How much?"
"At least 15-20 pieces." his face twisting in disgust at the thought.
"You know he drinks out of the toilet."
"I KNOW... I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT!"
"Weren't you listening when I told you all about the chasing, tackling, and saving money by making dog treats?"
"I remember you saying he took the cheese, and you got it, and then something about you cut some cheese up and it's in the fridge."
"Maybe you should listen a little closer next time." haha!
Lesson from Brady: Listen to your wife...not everything she says is meaningless!
So any way...I had my large brick of cheese on the counter and decided to leave it out in case I wanted a little more. I settle in beside Hayden on the floor to enjoy my scrumptious cheese and crackers....when suddenly I had that feeling that something was awry. That mother instinct was kicking in...the one when you know one of your children is up to something. (and yes this instinct kicks in when you get a dog) I quickly jump to my feet to find Brady. As soon as I stand I see my 100 lbs lab holding my 1lb brick of cheese in his mouth. I couldn't believe it...he very rarely steals from the counter (I can count the times on one hand) this was one area I was actually proud of him for mostly behaving....but here he stands guilty as can be. We make eye contact and I yell out "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!" knowing exactly what his next move is...get to the table.... once by the dining room table we play his favorite game of "round and around the table we go...you can't catch me" I wanted to kill him!!! My beautiful new brick of cheese was being destroyed....and I would not allow him the pleasure of eating his prize for fear of the vomiting on the carpet that would surely follow eating a pound of cheese. So after about 50 times around the table in various directions...one pulling of the tail...a couple of dives under the table I finally sat down to try a new tactic... I like to call it the "Wait and Pounce" approach. Slowly he started to venture away from the table to a new spot where he could enjoy his cheddar. I pretended not to notice....THEN I POUNCED.... and yes I literally flung my body with all my might at my 100lb dog... "GOT YOU!!!" I pried the cheese out of his mouth with full satisfaction at my football tackle skills.
You think the story ends there...you are mistaken....it only gets better!!
So I hated to toss my beautiful expensive brick of cheese...so I grabbed a knife and chopped it up into bite sizes, placing it in a bag to use as treats for Brady...when he actually was behaving.
When Mark came home I couldn't wait to tell him what HIS dog had done. I of course launched into a very dramatic storytelling complete with demonstrations. As many of you may know Mark isn't always the best listener and does not fully appreciate my attention to detail in storytelling.... At the end I told him how I had managed to not waste our money by creating dog treats. I even told him how I cut them, placed them in a bag, and what shelf they were on in the fridge.....
So........ a few days later I notice mark getting out a cracker to bribe Brady outside with. I quickly say "Don't waste our food on him, give him the cheese I cut up for him, you know the one he stole off the counter"
Mark's face slowly changes as he processes what I just said.
"You mean the cheese cut up all nice in the fridge is the cheese Brady had in his mouth"
"Yes Mark. I told you that. Why?"
"I ate some of that."
me laughing......"How much?"
"At least 15-20 pieces." his face twisting in disgust at the thought.
"You know he drinks out of the toilet."
"I KNOW... I DON'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT!"
"Weren't you listening when I told you all about the chasing, tackling, and saving money by making dog treats?"
"I remember you saying he took the cheese, and you got it, and then something about you cut some cheese up and it's in the fridge."
"Maybe you should listen a little closer next time." haha!
Lesson from Brady: Listen to your wife...not everything she says is meaningless!
My mother's DAY!!
Me and my sweet baby....
Mother's day started out with breakfast in bed! Then Hayden showed off some new talents by showing excellent eye-hand-coordination by reaching for toys!! He's getting soo big!
I was surprised with a beautiful wicker rocking chair for the front porch. For dinner we grilled out at Mark's parents house. And marveled at the fact that all 5 kids were in the house at the same time...a very rare occurence.
I also got a hanging flower basket from Mark's parents and a sweet book about mother's from my mom. And the craziest thing is the card in the mail from Brady. haha!
I am so excited to rock my sweet baby in the beautiful sunshine...while watching my other "son" destroy the yard. Speaking of...day two of the hanging basket went like this: 30mph wind knock off of shepherds hook... Brady finds.... manages to remove plant from basket.....eat basket hook off of basket...mommy finds basket across street while getting the mail...wonders who's basket that is....returns to own yard.... notices beautiful plant on ground....realizes basket is hers.... sees dog eating basket hook.... #$%@ dog!... tries to save plant!
We are currently trying to landscape and revive the urine soaked dead grass. Hopefully by next mother's day I will have some nice flowers to look at while rocking!
Mother's day started out with breakfast in bed! Then Hayden showed off some new talents by showing excellent eye-hand-coordination by reaching for toys!! He's getting soo big!
I was surprised with a beautiful wicker rocking chair for the front porch. For dinner we grilled out at Mark's parents house. And marveled at the fact that all 5 kids were in the house at the same time...a very rare occurence.
I also got a hanging flower basket from Mark's parents and a sweet book about mother's from my mom. And the craziest thing is the card in the mail from Brady. haha!
I am so excited to rock my sweet baby in the beautiful sunshine...while watching my other "son" destroy the yard. Speaking of...day two of the hanging basket went like this: 30mph wind knock off of shepherds hook... Brady finds.... manages to remove plant from basket.....eat basket hook off of basket...mommy finds basket across street while getting the mail...wonders who's basket that is....returns to own yard.... notices beautiful plant on ground....realizes basket is hers.... sees dog eating basket hook.... #$%@ dog!... tries to save plant!
We are currently trying to landscape and revive the urine soaked dead grass. Hopefully by next mother's day I will have some nice flowers to look at while rocking!
Friday, May 8, 2009
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
It is my first mother's day as a mom, and I could not be more excited! Of all the things I have done or been: sister, daughter, nurse, friend, neighbor, aquaintance, class president.... I could not be more proud of being this: A MOM! (and I have only just begun!) 
As a mother you feel more emotions then ever felt before.
You pray more prayers then ever before.
And nothing can describe the intense deep love for your child.
It's hardwork, it's scary, it's wonderful, it's amazing...
I thank God every day for making me a mom. I feel so blessed to hold my beautiful son. He is such a gift.
Since becoming a mom I have found that I have a greater desire to love and protect every child I see. It has given me a new perspective on the deepness of God's love for us. "How Great is our God..."
And lastly:
Everything I have learned about how to be a mom, I learned from the greatest teacher: my mommy! 
Thanks mom for showing me how to care, love, and teach my child by living such a great example. I am so lucky to have loving parents like you and dad, who have made me the mother I am and hopefully continue to be.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
"Mothers have as powerful an influence over the welfare of future generations as all other earthly causes combined."
~Sir John S.C. Abbott
P.S. Mom-I will always be your "snuggle bunny"
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