So last night, Daddy is about ready to tuck Kiefer in to bed when Kiefer had a very important question to ask his daddy.
Kiefer: How old do you have to be to join the boy scouts, and how big are the knives?
Should I be nervous?
We got a new dog! I can’t believe I forgot to talk about it here! *slap my forehead* We thought long and hard about what kind of dog to get. Originally, I really wanted a Belgian Tervuren. They are basically long-haired shepherds. They are the lapdogs of shepherds. I searched around for one nearby, but there wasn’t any to be found. They are around I’m sure, but none advertised and I didn’t want to pay for shipping. I loved the idea of owning this breed, but I wasn’t going to go out of my way nor pay up the wazoo for one.
So…on to our next choice. A rough-coated collie. They are very family friendly, tall and long-haried. Perfect for me! I did like the idea of having a large dog. I was used to having a dog close to Sparky and Skye’s size, but to have a dog as tall as a collie would be awesome. This breed was among the very few that Jason was comfortable with. He’s normally not into very large sized dogs. So, I searched. I got an idea from a fellow rough collie owner in my neighborhood to look about an hour away. I found one! She didn’t breed show quality most of the time, but she had puppies that were just born on Jan 6, 2015 and available to be claimed. I looked on her site and found the only female she had listed. I wanted a female due to size and temperament. I also feel weird about the males’ drippy penises and accidentally peeing on walls and dangerous object around the house. Females at least pee squatting so a messy floor is not as bad to clean up. Anyhoo, there were other females in the liter, but they were not available to be sold at the time. I claimed the female available. She did not have a full collar, but that didn’t matter to me really. I was just looking for the right dog for our family. We all thought about what to name her. It came down to 3 choices, Tessa, Cody/Kody, or Sandy. Jason really didn’t like Tessa, I really didn’t like Sandy. We all liked Cody/Kody, but as you may be able to see, we could not agree on the spelling. So, back to the name list. The next name to consider was a hit. Mazzy. We all preferred using a Y instead of the IE ending, so that at least was not up for debate. Mazzy it is! (I wanted to upload a picture, but it’s not working and I’m too lazy to try to fix it. Maybe I’ll add it later.) Read more
I was watching some funny cat videos on youtube with the boys. One of the videos were talking about cats and mentioned they are a type of animal. Cameron had something to say about that.
Cameron: What?! Cats are animals?
Me: Yes! Cats are a type of animal, just like dogs and even people.
Cameron: How can a cat be an animal when they are so clumsy?
Cameron was in Sunday school yesterday and the teacher was talking about Jesus being a shepherd. She explained how shepherds watch over sheep which are notoriously dumb animals that don’t think for themselves, and are very hard to train. She showed the class a picture and asked a question.
Teacher: If Jesus is the shepherd. Who is the sheep?
Cameron: My brother!
The boys were having a little discussion in the loft today about Katy Perry. I caught a funny moment.
Cameron (looking at pictures of Katy Perry online): That’s Katy Perry!
Kiefer: That’s Katy Perry? Is Katy Perry dead?
Cameron: No, she’s a girl. Katy Perry is not dead.
The conversation went on for a while. Cameron is a huge fan and wanted to explain all he knows about Katy Perry to Kiefer who seems unusually interested in this female singer (he usually only likes male singers).
As I have posted in the past….a long time ago, I and my husband had gone through the IVF treatment in order to get the family we so desired. We got the family we wanted. We LOVE our boys!
I thought I signed a form telling the fertility center where I had the IVF done to donate them if I don’t use them within 2 years. Apparently, this was forgotten because last year (5 years after the birth of our boys), I was contacted by the fertility center asking me what I wanted to do with them or I’d have to pay for storage. There were options for me to consider.
- Destroy them
- Destroy some of them and store the rest
- Donate them to science
- Continue to store them for later use
- Embryo donation
- Embryo adoption.
I didn’t want to just destroy them. I worked too hard to get them, I’d hate to just throw them away. What a waste (to me, not meaning to put anyone else’s personal feelings down)! I also didn’t see the point in destroying some and then still having to pay for the storage or make a different decision for the rest.
I considered giving them to science. If I were to destroy them, why not at least do something good with them.
I didn’t want to store them anymore, because I know I won’t be using them again. I’m complete with the two boys I have now. My husband is also satisfied and no longer wants any more kids. Read more
The other day, it was quite cold out. For the beginning of Spring, Winter sure wants to hold on a bit longer! Kiefer, who is usually comfortable in the chilly weather, was feeling a bit uncomfortable in his jacket. He decided to let me know just how he was feeling. This is why you never accept the first comment.
Kiefer: I want to kill myself!
Kiefer: I hate this world!
Kiefer: I don’t want to be on this Earth anymore!
Kiefer: Because I’m cold!