Our Adventures: She's a big girl now....

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

She's a big girl now....

Miss Jenna has hit 2 major milestones in the last 2 weeks, and while I know I should be rejoicing over them, I must confess .... I'm a bit sad! The wee girl has given up diapers and her crib - and has given Mommy very little time to adjust. Now don't worry - I'm not crazy enough to actually miss CHANGING the diapers - I just miss the idea of having a child young enough to wear them. This is the first time since I had Erica 10 1/2 years ago that I'm not changing diapers - or carrying a diaper bag! I guess it's time to actually buy a purse, huh?? I'm sure part of the sadness comes from realizing that if Jenna is getting older, SO AM I!!! We're very proud of her for mastering the potty training so quickly - and I'm incredibly thankful that it wasn't as challenging as potty training the boys.:-) Now if I could just be thankful that I'm growing older...

Have a great day!
Kirsten

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BJ Stories

One Saturday when we lived in Milton, FL, we took the dogs for a swim in the river. On the way back we approached a stop light and slowed to a stop. We had the second row seats in our Blazer folded down and Kadie and BJ were standing with their heads out the windows on each side. As we came to a stop, the cooler fell over. The noise startled BJ and he jumped. As I was stopping the car, I saw a brown object come past my window. I put the car in park and climbed out to find BJ, dazed and confused, standing on the double yellow line and staring back at me. Not knowing what else to do, I just opened the back door for him, and he climbed right back in. Kadie gave him a condescending glance over her shoulder and then turned to look back out her window.
Within the first couple weeks after getting BJ, we were sitting on the couch watching TV. We heard some splashing in the toilet and immediately yelled for Kadie to stop drinking from the toilet. After a little more splashing and yelling at Kadie, we realized that Kadie was laying at our feet. We ran into the bathroom to find two brown puppy legs kicking out of the center of the toilet seat. BJ had gone in for a drink but was so short that he couldn't reach the water. He went past the point of no return finally and was in the toilet bowl head first with his legs flailing above him. He was desparately trying to keep his face above the water line by spreading his paws out and pushing off the bottom of the toilet bowl.
When we first got BJ, we would take him and Kadie for walks down the gas right-of-way. While the unsuspecting BJ would be sniffing the grass and leaves, Kadie would get ahead of him and hide in the grass like a lioness. BJ would finally realize that Kadie wasn't in site and he'd stop walking. Kadie would lunge from her hiding spot and run full speed right over top of the little chocolate puppy---just to show him how much she cared.
When you would take off your clothes to take a shower or bath, BJ would come in and move your clothes. He would take each piece of clothing, one at a time, and move it into the other room. He didn't chew it, just move it to the other room. We always joked that BJ thought this was his job. We'd catch him doing it and say, "BJ's going to work." and make no attempt to stop him. We always wished we had taught him to move the clothes to the hamper.