There is truly never a dull moment in my house. Or in my life, really. I have 2 Border Collie dogs (Luke and Cole) both under the age of 5 so still technically “puppies”; 2 cats (Gordon and Simba) – one semi-psychotic-borderline-bipolar and one in that “toddler” stage who gets into E V E R Y T H I N G including tons of mischief; I watch children in my home during the week ('nuff said); and though I'm not too accident-prone I do have my share of “incidents”.
In the course of just a few weeks, this was part of my life:
~Dropped a can off coffee while scooping, proceeding to spill coffee grounds (at least 1/3 of the can)
~Was pooped on by an infant (yes, all over my clothing)
~Argued with a 4 year old about an episode of “Dora” in which THEY were wrong but 4 year old kids think that anything on television is CORRECT
~Stepped on my psycho cat in the middle of the night on my way to the bathroom resulting in an ankle lashing (sheesh, it was dark and HE is dark colored)
~Almost fell out of the Jeep after opening the door when I THOUGHT my husband had parked...indeed, he had not parked yet
~Found my personal feminine items (which I had just purchased) torn apart and strewn about the kitchen floor (thank you, Cole)
~Did the “hokey pokey” for a Klondike crunch bar
Including MANY diaper changes daily, fast-paced walks with my dogs which usually result in tripping or something of the embarrassing affect, garbage bags breaking, dogs stepping in pile of swept-up dirt and vacuum bag exploding.
I love my life. I wouldn't trade it for anything because we HAVE TO LAUGH people! So laugh. Live, laugh and have a jolly old time!!