Paw Prints in Heaven

Well I have not been a very good blogger the past couple of weeks! I guess you could say that it has been a bad 2 weeks for me! I work pretty long shifts and I had only 10 minutes to go until I got to go home and sleep... Only 10 Minutes ! Well, I didn't get to go home right away because I hurt my back. For about 10 days I was walking around my house like I was about 90 years old. The back is much better - but now I have this little voice in the back of my head that keeps shouting at me and reminding me that I am no longer in my 20's. I wish that same little voice would have told me to slow down a bit and relax when I was in my 20's and 30's .... 20 years of my life just literally flew right by me and right now I am thinking that I want time to slow way down!!! Life moves too fast if you ask me ... 20 years of my life was gone in a blink of an eye, 9 years with Bubba was not enough time!




5 days ago our family lost the best Dog we have ever had. Our bulldog Bubba passed away. He was with us 9 years and everyone that has ever met him loved him. There was not one mean bone in his body! You could not have asked for a more loving and sweet dog than Bubba. For the past 3 months he wasn't doing too good. It was about 2 weeks ago that he went totally blind and things were just hard for him. He was a big part of our family and it was hard for Abby, it still is. This was the first time that she has had to deal with death and she had so many questions!!! When we buried him she was inside and the next day she came out and looked at the grave (It was fixed nice with flowers and stone)
I had told her that Bubba was in a better place and that he could see now and he would no longer be suffering and that he was running around putting paw prints all over Heaven's floor. So she looks at his grave and gives me a dirty look and says " Mommy, I thought you said he was in a better place? ( Yes honey, he is) "Well Mom, how is being thrown in a hole and covered with dirt a better place"? I told her to go and talk to Daddy. I guess I was just not ready for that conversation.

It Happens Again

If you read my last post you know that I was in a "mood" for a few days because of missing the Indy 500. I seem to be a happy camper again.



The past few weeks I have been having several of my friends going to High School graduations to celebrate their child's own graduation. What is so crazy to me is that I remember these kids when they were barely walking and now they are grads! Doesn't seem possible. Out of all of my friends I am the oldest Mommy. I am 42 with a 2 year old and 5 year old and I just made a Doctors appt. today because I think I am starting to get arthritis in some of my joints! I seriously need to start searching for that fountain of youth!!!

I know that a few months ago I dedicated an entire posting to Poop. I thought, or I was hoping that subject would never come up again. Guess again!!! Yesterday I was running a little late for work because I was outside all day with the girls playing. I get inside and fix them a bubble bath and get them in the tub - I ask Jeff to keep an ear on them so that no one drowns because I needed to get in and out of the shower fairly quickly - Well - I was in the shower maybe 2 minutes and here come my 2 little girls standing in front of my shower wearing only the bubbles - the oldest yells out that her sister pooped in the tub and that it was very gross! Jeff doesn't do poop or vomit very well... I cleaned up the mess and headed to work....





Early this morning...... I get home from work and I am taking care of the dog who stays downstairs... my oldest comes down to see me because she wants to show me something... we go to the laundry room and she shows me what use to be her little purple panties... keep in mind that she is telling me this like it is the biggest accomplishment she has achieved in her 5 year life... " Mommy, I thought I had to fart but instead poop flew out my butt" " It was the biggest mess ever" After working a 14 hour shift I had no clue what to say, I gave her a hug, put the "purple panties" in the trash, sprayed the febreeze, and gave her another big mommy hug.