Our Adventures: April 2008

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Still smiling!

This is what Grady looks like in the Spring ... it would be worse, but he'd had Claritin and Benadryl already! His eyes water continuously, and they burn, but he is usually still smiling and laughing. He has had a few times when he felt and looked even worse, and on those occasions, he actually complained - that's how we know it's time to go to the doctor! He loves to play baseball, and he does hate that this always happens during baseball season ... but it doesn't keep him from playing. He's been doing better the last few days, thanks to the rain, so seeing this picture makes him laugh. He does look pretty rough!

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Erica has braces!

Here are a few pictures of Erica...finally! The first one is from the morning she got her braces; the other 2 are from the next day. Her braces are so much cuter than mine ever were - she gets to pick new colors for them each time she goes. She was going for a Spring theme with the green and pink. I have encouraged her to cheer on the Hokies in the fall and go with orange and maroon ... I may get my wish, but probably only because they are fall colors!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Technical difficulties

Hi everyone,
Sorry it has been so long since we've posted ... I know there are a few grandparents hoping to see pictures of recent events. I have been promising to post a new picture of Erica - she got braces last week! But I have been unable to download all the pictures of the pink and green braces. I call it technical difficulties, but the real truth is that I don't really know how to do it if the computer doesn't make it easy, and Dave has been too busy working on the deck to help me figure it out! I also have some GREAT pictures of Grady in the midst of an allergy flare-up ... they're funny now that he's doing a bit better. I will try to get Dave to help me as soon as possible - don't give up on me yet!:-)

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.

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