Also, I'm really excited because I think we may have found the PERFECT dog for us! I'll let you all know more when I find out for sure!

In Addition To The Pest..

I just found out that little punk is responsible for breaking the bricks on our patio in our backyard! His parents should have to pay to replace those! On top of it, he just tried to steal Alex's scooter! I really really hate that kid!

I'm 3 Months Old!

My little boy is growing up!

What A PEST!!

K, so there's this neighbor kid that comes over a lot to play with Alex. I gotta say.. I hate this kid. He is the most annoying, disrespectful, little brat ever! Before I said he was no longer allowed to play at our house, he used to try and mess with our sprinklers and reprogram everything. He'd try and push all the buttons and make a mess of things. Alex would tell him not to, but he wouldn't listen. Then he comes over one day while Alex is getting ready to eat dinner and she tells him she can't play because she has to eat first. He just keeps bugging and bugging her and asking stupid questions and won't let her shut the door without giving him precise directions on where to meet. Alex said I don't know, I'll just come find you. This kid won't take that as an answer to save his life! So she finally shuts the door and she goes up to the bathroom and here comes Tyson again literally POUNDING on my door and ringing my doorbell like 9 times in a row! I was in the middle of feeding Connor so I was pissed!! I'm sorry but that is just way uncalled for! So I go to the door and I'm telling him Alex has to eat she'll be out when she's done. And do you know what this little punk does... he sasses me!! He starts giving me all kinds of attitude and says real snotty "well I need to know where to meet her" so I get right back in his face and I said "I don't care what you want, she'll be out when she's done!" Then I told him not to pound on my door again or ring my doorbell that many times. But do you think it ends there? NO!! HE CAME BACK!! But this time, he just comes and turns on our hose out front and just lets it puddle on our lawn! ARGH!! I feel sorry for this kids' parents! So needless to say, he's not allowed to come play at our house anymore!

I feel like poems today. So here's a couple I hope you enjoy!

They've Put A Brassiere On The Camel

They've put a brassiere on the camel,

She wasn't dressed proper, you know.

They've put a brassiere on the camel

So that her humps wouldn't show.

And they're making other respectable plans,

They're even insisting the pigs should wear pants,

They'll dress up the ducks if we give them a chance

Since they've put a brassiere on the camel.

They've put a brassiere on the camel,

They claim she's more decent this way.

They've put a brassiere on the camel,

The camel had nothing to say.

They squeezed her into it, I'll never know how,

They say that she looks more respectable now,

Heaven knows what they've got in mind for the cow,

Since they've put a brassiere on the camel.

Wild Strawberries

Are Wild Strawberries really wild?

Will they scratch an adult, will they snap at a child?

Should you pet them, or let them run free where they roam?

Could they ever relax in a steam-heated home?

Can they be trained to not growl at the guests?

Will a litterbox work or would they leave a mess?

Can we make them a Cowberry, herding the cows,

Or maybe a Muleberry pulling the plows,

Or maybe a Huntberry chasing the grouse,

Or maybe a Watchberry gaurding the house,

And though they may curl up at your feet oh so sweetly,

Can you ever feel that you trust them completely?

Or should we make a pet out of something less scary,

Like the Domestic Prune or the Imported Cherry,

Anyhow, you've been warned and I will not be blamed

If your Wild Strawberry cannot be tamed.