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