Project Crayola

Not to name any names… but someone has been pooping the rainbow around here…. (*cough cough* Iris Bernard who is NO saint!)

It is challenging enough to keep the kids from ‘tasting’ their crayons let alone keep the dog from literally eating them.

Just because it looks good, smells good, tastes good, feels good does not make it good.

Thank you to my giant fur baby for teaching me this surviving covid 19 lesson today.

*Content warning— the following video may either make you smile or make you never read my blog again.*

Project Planted

I almost bit the dust again today. Bit the dust with baby in stroller in tow. Not good.

I was going to write about this the other day when my social butterfly Iris Bernard (not so saintlike) Campbell decided she wanted to say ‘hello’ to a neighborhood pekingese. That day, I was ready for it. I had a strategy and I had my feet firmly planted so that I could be the one to come out victorious.

Today, not so much. Iris won.

Planted. I want to believe with every ounce of my being that when I am planted (aka deeply rooted) I win. Winner, winner, chicken dinner. ‘Nuff said.

Project la vie douce

I have a dirty little secret…

I hate socks.

The only time I regret this choice is when I accidentally slip in dog drool. (Do you need me to repeat that? I said “slip in dog drool.”)

My husband faithfully purchases me socks every Christmas. (Did I mention I slip in dog drool? Often?) One does not slip in dog drool while wearing socks.

La vie douce for me is wearing socks almost never and shoes only when it is deemed necessary.

I love the feel of the earth under my bare feet. Those feet have carried me thus far. And I am grateful.

La vie douce. It is good. So very good.

Project Floor time

Our pup loves mud puddles and it just so happens our backyard is a giant mud puddle.

Floor time has become part of my new normal. Between puppy play time, baby play time and diaper changes, I practically live on the floor.

I have learned some lessons from the floor.

I am not as young as I used to be. (The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.)
Dirt is fleeting.
Relationship trumps mess every time.

Project Worth it

I am totally convinced that when we are able to take our focus off of ourselves and focus on loving one another, that we win against depression.

One of my loves has left this world and I am very sad. I want to celebrate my sweet Buttercup because she was the best. Loving her was worth it. Babybuttercup

Things I learned from Buttercup:

1) Love faithfully. (She has stuck by my side through everything)

2) Play heartily. (Nobody can run faster than Buttercup towards a mound of dirt)

3) Nap regularly. (I think we all would be better people if we napped more)

4) Don’t limit yourself. (She squeezed herself into so many tiny places)

5) Make everyone your friend. (Buttercup never met someone she didn’t like)

6) Smile often. (Even in her last days she could muster a smile)

7) Don’t be afraid to get a little dirty. (Buttercup loved to play in dirt, eat dirt, bury things in the dirt)

8) Cheese is a superfood. (Buttercup could hear the cheese drawer open from a mile away)

9) Be patient. (Buttercup put up with an infinite number of houseguests of all ages and species)

10) Be who you are. (Buttercup wasn’t embarrassed of anything)

I Love you Buttercup. I Will miss you forever.