dog-parents –> baby-parents
September 4th, 2014
I was writing this post throughout my pregnancy… Finally getting around to publishing it now…
They only living creature I’ve ever really been responsible for is Bowser dog, so it’s really the only thing I currently have to compare for what I think parenting might be like. Problem is, I forget to feed him about once a week, lock him up in his crate when he starts whining really bad, buy him the unhealthy treats because they’re cheaper… And once I forgot I left him in the backyard for hours in the rain while I was inside working. Oops.
And then there was one night, Bowser was sleeping in bed with us, Matt jerked the covers up over his head really quickly and accidentally catapulted Bowser off the bed, flying him into the air… he landed with a thud on his little dog head. It must have been a rude awakening. So, we’re going to have to step it up I guess when baby arrives in June/July. In the meantime, we’ve decided to test all the baby gear on the dog.
We acquired this cool high chair at Community Forklift for $25. It’s like the first thing we bought for the baby, and I think (but I might be wrong) you don’t even need one of these for like 8 months. So, we’re off to a good and sensible start. It needs a cleaning, sanding, and new coat of paint.
But first things first, we put Bowser in it. He didn’t fall out in the 2 minutes he was in there, so we think this will work well for the baby. He didn’t look happy in there, but we hadn’t yet bribed him with Cheerios. We’re saving that trick for when it matters.
Here is Bowser testing the carseat. He doesn’t look too comfortable. Hmmm.
Mom, look away. We did not put Bowser in the hand-me-down baby carrier that you gave us… It only looks like we did that.
“Is this crib my new bed?! I could get used to this…”
Now this vibrating swing thing, he seemed to like.
June 11th, 2013
So we have never taken Bowser on a boat before but decided to take him canoeing/camping with us this weekend. His only previous experience with water was disastrous — last summer we took him to the beach. He went buck wild, swimming into the waves like a crazy man, and loving the water, a surprisingly good swimmer for his small size. Unfortunately, Bowser’s mouth opens to like 3 times the size of normal when he swims and he ends up swallowing ALL. THE. WATER. And he got really sick. But he loved it so so much, we wanted to give him another swimming chance. So, we got him a little doggie life vest (omg it’s so cute on him) and thought that it would keep his head above water enough, and that maybe fresh water would be safer for him to swim, in case he swallowed as much as he did before. Also, he was a little less than happy to be wearing a giant flotation device, so we thought it would slow his roll enough to make him more manageable around the water. We were wrong. He was in that thing for about 0.3 seconds before he took off, swimming straight out into the river with all his little might. Mouth wide open. We hadn’t even put our canoes in the water yet when he was halfway out into the water, as you can see clearly in the above photo of his little head sticking up behind Matt. He was making no signs of coming back to shore, rather was heading down river without us, so luckily Matt bravely jumped into the water to bring him back. As soon as Bowser saw his father jump in after him, I think he realized he was in trouble and started turning back. He spent the rest of the day safely inside the canoe, probably wishing he hadn’t blown all his swimming chances in one defiant act first thing in the morning. How do you train your dog to close his mouth? He was floating all right thanks to the vest, but man his jaw just was hanging wide open in excitement. We gotta work on that somehow…
Here is Bowser, post rescue. Me and Zoe looking on like “what the hell just happened??” and Matt does not look happy to be soaking wet before we even started the day. Thank you to Alex for capturing these moments.
We camped under this train trestle. Pretty cool spot. Also loud.
twisted fire starter
our new tent!! we got it up in the dark with almost no arguing. thank you LL Bean!!
best camping friends
Mike’s amazing pants/shorts
eeee!! so cute. Bowser and Lloyd making friends.
The rest of the trip was relaxing and uneventful — sipping beers in the sunshine, floating downriver, campfire fajitas for dinner, napping in the tent, playing with the doggies. And, no bug bites. Great success!!
Gold Cup 2013
May 6th, 2013
We went to watch the Gold Cup horse races this weekend in Virginia. But let’s be honest, it was just an excuse to dress up and wear our favorite hats and drink Arnold Palmers in a field in the sunshine.
Bowser + basketball
March 19th, 2013
After me, Bowser is the next best basketball player in this family!
March 2nd, 2013
Hope everyone is having a great weekend! <3
October 22nd, 2012
I don’t about the rest of ya’ll, but it’s Monday and I could go for a nap in the middle of the floor.
fleas, foggers, and date nights
September 12th, 2012
Yeah, don’t worry, that title is what it’s supposed to say. I can’t believe I am admitting this in a public forum, but we have fleas. It’s pretty gross and majorly inconvenient, but we got ’em. A week ago I woke up with little bites all over my ankles, and then sure enough we found a few crawling on Moesha’s back. I started scouring the internet for stories, treatments, causes, concerns and my paranoia suddenly knew no bounds. The more I read, the more I decided that we should just sell our house and move far, far away from this infestation. Option 2 was to burn the place to the ground and start over. Ughh.
Luckily, Matt (the sane half) got me to calm down and we’ve since taken a more realistic course of action. Moesha (poor girl) has been relegated to the backyard. Matt has been combing her consistently with a flea brush and drowning her fleas in soapy water, and we’ve given her the equivalent of kitty frontline to help kill them. She seems to be getting better everyday, even if she is majorly disgruntled to be stuck outside. We also went to Home Depot and bought out the flea fogger section. They are little gas bombs you set off all over the house. You have to vacate for 2-3 hours while they activate and spray all your wordly goods with pesticides, then come home and open all the windows. Needless to say, I wasn’t thrilled about the idea of this, but it seems like they are the real deal. Meantime, I’ve been washing every piece of fabric in the house and vacuuming like a mad woman. Multiple times on all accounts. It’s a huge pain in the ass, this flea problem.
The upside of all of this is 1)when we’re through the house will probably be cleaner than it ever has and 2)we’ve rediscovered the meaning of date night! On our first flea fogger night, we went out to Gravelly Point with Bowser and a picnic (read: drive-up meal from Checkers) and watched the planes come in for 3 hours while we waited for the first dose to work. It’s actually pretty nice to be relegated out of the house on a weeknight when we’d both normally be glued to our computers doing schoolwork. This past Monday, we did another round of foggers, and took a picnic to Stanton Park to wait it out. Bowser met a friendly pup named Cash, and we had some cheese and crackers and veggies while they played in the grass. Then we walked over to the Capitol and enjoyed the view of the dome at night. I guess it could be worse. Like bedbugs or roaches or something.
We have one more set of foggers to do in another week if necessary, but I’m thinking that the flea problem is well on it’s way to being gone. We shall see… In the meantime, I’ll try to understand if you never want to come over to our house again.
June 15th, 2012
Slow news week here, I suppose. Here’s a random shmorgasborg of pics. I’m not looking up the correct spelling of shmorgasborg, because if that’s not it then I don’t want to know.
PIE. strawberry. self explanatory. I thought I almost burnt the house down with this one. When gooey strawberry sugar ooze comes boiling out of the pie and hits the base of your oven, it burns. A LOT. Enough to fill up the kitchen with smoke and panic, send Bowser into hysteria over the smoke detector going off, and me to the nearby stack of records to use one as a giant fan to waft the smoke away from the incessant beeping. Then opening all the windows of the house so the neighborhood can hear the commotion. And in the meantime Bowser takes to biting and fighting the aforementioned record that I put down momentarily, because he thinks it’s the source of the beeping. Which has still not stopped. I should not be allowed to bake alone. The pie was good though.
On Tuesday the pet whisperer (Dad) visited. Here he is entertaining Bowser and Moe. Mom came, too. We met Jill and Joe (Jill’s friend visiting from CA and her travel companion from Australia) down at the fish market for dinner. We bought quite a haul of seafood and it was a veritable buffet of steamed shrimp, shrimp tacos, crab legs, corn, hush puppies, and fried fish sammies. We sat down by the water and enjoyed the feast, along with the lovely mild weather we’ve been having lately.
Monday of this week was rainy, and this bum was curled up all day in a blanket while the rest of us were working…
Had to go out and take some site photos this week for a client, which is a pretty nice job perk. Quite a view from this particular roof deck… I’d take it.
OUTDOOR Table!!! Score!! I didn’t take this photo, and nor was I even there, but I thought I’d share anyways. Jill and Joe at Thai Crossing!!! So awesome.
March 11th, 2012
Oh hey what’s up giraffe. We walk past this awesome lady all the time, she’s in a yard at someone’s home around 7th and G NE. The house is also fabulously painted in bright Easter egg colors, so I really like these people even though I’ve never met them.
It’s been a great weekend. We went to see a live musical performance of Ty’s guitar teacher with Val and Ty on Friday night (shoutout Columbia, Maryland YEAH!), and now we are expecting huge things out of Ty. On Saturday, we went for a run around the Arboretum, picked up delicious Italian food dinner makings at Litteri’s, and ate burritos from Chinito’s. I love our little neighborhood. Then, we celebrated Jayluf’s turning 30 years old with drinks and dancing at the Rock and Roll Hotel. Today, we spent the morning wandering around Eastern Market with Bowser, and the reality that we are both still in school set in, and we sat inside trying to do schoolwork instead of being outside to enjoy the 60 degree weather. I did, however, reset half the clocks in the house, but not the other half, so I’ll never know what time it actually is now. Thanks, DST.