Saturday, February 21, 2009

Queen of my House




If I could bottle an ounce of Ava and sell her for $4.95 I'd be a millionaire in under 1 month. Her sweet sassiness is my daily challenge and laughter, although most of the time I feel burned by a familiar tone and echo, my own. Somehow when my own spit and venom is duplicated and aimed back at me, it's seems less bitter from a 3.5 year old, but just as jaw-droppingly sincere and stunning.
I'm often times left speechless and calling for back up. Joe is not quick to come to my aid because he finds it so dog gone funny!
I can't sum her up in little quips because her charm is not just in her words, but her tone, her body language, and her really really short pants.
I would buy her new pants but she has a drawfull, she just refuses to wear them without a fight. 7 months prego helps me prioritize my fights. HER Pants are not a good one to pick. I lose usually, unless dad picks them out, then they are always extra beautiful or "GORGEOUS".

King's new home






Reasons why King loves me more:
-1-I boiled 4 soup bones and reserved all the extra beefy goodness for King's food marinate! He now whines when the bowl is taken away (ha).
-2-All beef bones now cause good dog fights between the dominant Chab, Percy, and the Passive aggressive German, King.
-3-We've changed his name from King to Carmen.
-4-We vasaline his nose and paws at night to prevent chapping
-5- We vacuum once a week and save all his hair colected for his pillow in our bedroom
-6- We spoon at night
-7- I gave him his own library card and is an avid reader
-8- I let him watch CNN news and Chick flix with me in the kitchen while cooking with Rachel Ray
-9- The mail man and Fed Ex guys walk him during the day
-10- Little dogs are now his allies against local terrorism and anarchist
-11- We chase leaves rather than squirrles now