Need I Say More

Well, this pretty much sums up Brown's weekend. I am a weenie (sp) when it comes to saying no to my parents, as in I can't do it. When I last posted I had planned to tell my mom she could not have the girls for the weekend because I had some fun things planned for us etc. Well, I got bold on the phone Sat. morning. When mom asked what time she should plan to come by and pick them up, I told her that I figured that they would stay with me. There was dead silence on the other end followed by the inaudible sound of hurt feelings. Before she could speak I said "how about I bring them over this afternoon." She said that sounded great and that she would see me around 3:30. When I got to my mom's my sister was there with her granddaughter, my dad was grilling ribs, my mom had made sangria so needless to say, the girls were thrilled to be in the midst of all of this. By Sunday morning they were beat and Brown stayed on the sofa all day looking pretty much like this. And yes, she threw up in the hallway again.

Awwwww......

I HATE leaving the girls in the morning. Here they are in their bed in the kitchen. It stays pretty cool in there during the day but I can stand that they are alone for 8 or so hours. I figure they nap most of the time and keep each other company. My plan is to keep them at home all weekend so that we can take walks and play outside. I'll be sure to take some good pictures.

(I haven't told my mom yet that she's not getting them this weekend....wish me luck.)

How Funny

The girls crack me up. It looks like Daisy is hanging upside down. I don't know how she pulled this off but this is a picture of the three of us reading before bed. Brown is in her usual spot next to my leg (gray sweatpants is me) and somehow Daisy got twisted around in a C shape and decided that it was comfortable.

Good To Be Home

It's good to be home. For the last week the girls have been vacationing at my mom and dad's house as I was out of town being a camp counselor to a group of (I can't believe I'm saying it) very sweet, very smart 10 and 11 year old boys. It was a blast. When we got home, it was really hot in the house so I got the good old box fan out from the basement and ever since, Daisy has not moved from her spot on the chair directly in front of the fan. You can see the fur on her side is permanently parted down the middle because the wind has blown it that way for three days. She's a hoot.

I'm Not Sharing

Daisy is in stare down mode. Sometimes she finds a toy that she used to love but has forgotten about because it fell way down in the bottom of the basket. Well, today she re-found Mr. No Face Horsey. He has no face because she chewed it off. When Brown also became interested in the long, lost horsey toy Daisy had to run and jump on the highest sofa pillow and guard her prize possession so that no one else could touch it, look at it or play with it. Much like her mother, sharing is not her strong suit.

BFF

So sweet! Here are the girls napping. I love it that they have the whole room to themselves but they prefer to snuggle up together. Daisy will go out of her way to somehow lie right beside Brown or on Brown's back. Here we have an on the back pose. I always think they would get too hot but they don't, they can stay like this for an hour or so.

No One Wanted to Get Up Today

It was another long weekend at my mom's house for the girls. Dad reported that they had a great time "helping" my mom in the garden and that they stayed outside a lot. Not something they normally do at home so they were extra tired when they back yesterday afternoon. This morning when I went to get them up, Brown looked at me like I was out of my mind and Daisy wouldn't look at me at all. Notice she never changed position all night because her head is still on the pillow I made for her out of a rolled up gap baby blanket. Brown was still in the swaddle.

Just Figured This Out

You know how when kids want to get your attention they will throw something on the ground and wait to see if you will pick it up? You have to do it at least 50 times before you catch on to the fact that as many times as you pick it up, they will throw it down. Well, Daisy got me good today. She was sitting next to me chewing on her yellow tennis ball thingy and every so often she would let it roll off the couch to the floor. Of course, I would immediately pick it up. It took me probably five (ok, ten) pick ups before I realized she was doing it on purpose. I'm a total sucker!

So Much For That...

With the best intentions, I got the stroller out and for two days in a row we have had thunder, which Brown dog hates, and a threat of rain.

This is the protest I got today when I asked the girls if they wanted to go out. I guess that's a no....

Crazy

Daisy is so funny. Her new favorite thing is to lick and crunch on ice cubes. Don't know why but she is possessive about them as if I had given her the best treat in the world. She won't allow her sister to get near her if she has an ice cube and usually hides under a chair until it has melted.

I'm headed home at noon today after a long week/weekend of work. After lunch we will break out the stroller for a nice, long walk. I'll post on it tomorrow. :)