BACK TO NATURE
Okay so I havent posted for a while. I have been busy though and I have a couple of little gems for you all. I think im just going to get straight to the point with this one. I have a problem, actually two about three feet tall. One called Asher the other Indie whom it would turn out LOVE and I mean LOVE being naked. I cannot for the life of me keep their clothes on. Now this is not something that is quite uncommon in the world of children and stages BUT when you have two doing it at the same time it can be very, and I mean very difficult.
You see by the time I realise one has taken their pants off and I am chasing them to get them back on the other has stripped. And so it goes like this. Back and forth chasing them around the house. Now granted it is at home it wouldnt be that bad if it was just that - at home - but alas its not. Walking through Harbor Town the other week before I knew it asher had his pants and nappy around his ankles in the mall. argh! Once asher has stripped Indie is like NUDIE NUDIE - lucky she wasnt there this time, thank goodness I just whipped his pants up and that was that.
Indie however is also going through another stage. Im going to call it the ' i love acting and pretending dollys' stage. She pretends to talk through her dolly acting out certain senarios which is actually quite cute until she pretends the dolly wets her pants - and indie dutifully wets her pants - her actual pants with actual wee. gross. So I try to tell her off but indie didint do it so I end up talking to the dolly held up infront of her face. Lovey. Ah the joys of parenthood.
On another note we bought two cats, yay! I convinced myself we needed them as they are good therapy and they were for the kids. You see Asher after spending a coupe days at Ellas house fell in love with their dog Benny. It made my heart melt watching him play with Benny and even more so when the next day he asked if we could go over again to play with Benny or if Benny could come and stay at our house. Talk about pulling the heart strings.
Anyway this was not possible so he started begging, and I mean really begging, for a dog. He even drew a picture of the dog he wanted and told me that he was going to the pet store and he would be back soon. I gently reminded him that it was to far to walk to the pet store and he would have to take the car but he didnt have a licence. Fine then he said 'you drive me to the pet store now deal?' um no I explained we dont have dog food or a bed for him to sleep in or toys for that matter.
Well this got his little brain ticking and he wandered back inside. About 10 minutes later he emerges with in hand a detailed picture of the dog he wants, plus bed, food, toys. Hmmm. Somehow I dont think thats gonna cut it but he is so determined, and I am so weak that I told him to go ask his dad. The hand ball dont you love it? he he.
Now I know his daddy really would like a dog but I also knew it was impossible for us to have one at this stage so I devised a plan. I said to ashy 'how about we have a look on the internet at the types of doggys you might like just so im sure I know which one you mean'. With a renewed energy he agrees and sits on my lap as I search the web. Well we start at dogs and then miraculously find some gorgeous cats in need of a good home. Gregs really a softy at heart so I know convincing him is as easy as getting him there. So I suggest we get in the car just to go have a look at a few and before you know it we are in the car on our way home with not one, but two lovely cats hehe.
The kids love the cats, I love the cats and so does greggy. The kids have been terrorizing them a bit, chasing them around, walking them on two legs, shaking hands, all kinds of things and the cats manage to cope, by hiding most of the time. So if you have any hints on how to manage, two kids two cats and chasing tails be sure to give me the hot tip!
