I've got a toddler and a dog who love their snacks. Moses knows exactly where his treat drawer is and has been standing in front of it every single time he wants a treat which is a lot. If I don't give him a treat, he will progress to "herd" me into submission aka he will follow me all around our tiny house and and get in my way until I go in the general direction of his treat drawer. The girl, every 20 minutes without fail announces in one way, shape or form that she wants a snack. Every. 20 minutes. So between the dog and the girl, they are driving me bonkers with the word "treat." The girl will progress to herd me until I go to her treat drawer and progress to list everything that is available for her to eat. If I dare say something that isn't a snack she will proudly, without concern, let me know that she does not consider that a snack. "Oh really?" Frankly, I am beginning to hate the word "treat." I've become a mom cow that's being herded by the "treat" needs of her children!
Have you ever watched those TV Game shows where they have a couple of doors and behind one is a grand prize? Well, this weekend the hub and I found out what was behind our Door #1. The hubby and I are starting the beginning phases of landscaping our backyard. Our first step, was to clean out the area behind our garage. When we moved in, there was about 2 feet of walking space behind our garage the rest of the area was covered in vines. Vines were growing on the roof and generally it was a mess. Not wanting the vines to take over the roof, we I started to clear out the vines last fall. But after we cut a million vines with only a pair of clippers we gave up and decided to clean out the rest in the spring. Spring came around and we didn't do much until one day when I was sick a few weeks ago, I ran into our gardener. I showed him the mess and asked if he knew of anyone who could come clean it out. I could tell he was actually, quite happy for me to broach the subject of ...
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