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10/20/09-- Four months later. I guess life with two kids is a little busier than one. Lots of growing, laughing, and crying over the last few months. Everett changes every day. He is eating some solids, sitting up, and laughing a lot. Still the most mellow baby ever created and a true blessing. Life would be a lot harder right now if he was high maintanence. Connor is doing great in kindergarten. He is a busy boy and enjoys the activity each day. Connor is starting to read and write. Makes me feel kind of old to be honest. He is still Mr. Activity but is finding enjoyment in writing and coloring lately. Quite a change. He has been taking Tae Kwon Do classes and is really enjoying them. Carter has been busy at work and recently returned from a business trip to Croatia. We all missed him but I'm sure he enjoyed the quite time. The traveling is a different story. Our biggest news over the last few months is that we lost Murphy in August. Knocked us all off our feet and we're still recovering. Such a sweet dog and we are thankful to have had 10 years with him. Certainly happy he was the dog in the family when our two children were born. We are all still missing him and yet it is easier to talk about the fun times. We put up lots of pictures and our screen saver is all Murf pictures and we find ourselves congregating around watching it. Miss him, miss him, miss him.
6//27/09 -- Lots of firsts this month. Connor had his first major wipe out on his bike. He learned how to use the hand brake and headed down our hill. The first two runs were successful. Then we went in to grab Daddy and his helmet. Good thing for both. Connor headed down the hill a third time, the confidence from the first two runs kicked in, and he turned his head. The bike turned with him. One flip and three donuts later he came to a stop. Carter and I started running. Connor got up put his arms out to be picked up and started running toward his Dad. Thankfully no broken bones. Just a bruised ego and a couple of scratches.
Everett has started laughing. A giggle here, a giggle there. A giggle if you touch his face with his foot. Looking forward to hearing more of that sweet sound. He found his feet in the bathtub and has since started kicking his legs up in the air. No rolling over yet...just once on accident.
Our days have been busy. Connor is out of pre-school for the summer. We've tried to keep him buys. Excess energy is a bad thing with Connor. Poor Everett is getting dragged everywhere but he is cooperating. Always happy, always smiling when he wakes up. I've met very few babies that are as flexible as he is. We are so thankful to God for our new little man. Connor is too. Connor starts KINDERGARTEN in August. I can't even put words to that. Everything goes by too fast.
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Mamas don't let your boys grow up to be skateboarders!
- GranMarty
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5/19/09--Connor's birthday was last week and we celebrated with a trip to Disney. Pops and Grammy joined us and Everett came along too. What a blast! Connor's favorite ride was Buzz Lightyear....Grammy's too (see pictures). Everett spent the day in the Baby Bjorn and was able to ride most of the rides. The weather was beautiful and crowds minimal. A perfect day. :)
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Grammy and Pops are super! Everett is a cutie pie! Happy Birthday to Big Boy Connor! Dang, you all are adorable.
- Michaela
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5/3/09--Hard to believe Everett is 2 months old. Everett looks rounder and his personality is starting to shine. Connor looks 16 years old by comparison. Connor's face is thinning out and starting to look more like a boy than a baby. Seriously, where does the time go?
Connor has one more soccer game left in the season. He has continued to call Saturday mornings the time of his "Big Game." With the exception of one week when he refused to play, we've had a good season. Connor scored his first goal a few weeks back and almost scored two in a row on Saturday. He was out front, kicked the ball, and missed the goal by inches. (All on film of course....for the time when he is a superstar and they want to see footage of his first games.) He is keeping us on our toes...talking back like his Mama did. Clearly testing the waters and we hope his is finding that our reactions are consistent. His interest in Everett grows and he has yet to show any jealousy toward him. Of course there is some adjustment, Carter and I are getting a bit more lip from him but we're coping.
Everett is turning into out little beefcake. He has rolls and lines that Connor never had. Still slim but much curvier than Connor. At his 2-month he was 11 lbs and 24 inches. Every time we go the doctor comments on Everett's weight gain and asks if I'm exclusively breastfeeding. Yep. The kid just likes to eat, I can understand. I do to. We started seeing smiles from Everett about a week ago. So far he gives the most to his Daddy, then Connor, then everyone else, and Mama comes in dead last. I suppose I'm old news.
Stay tuned...
3/16/09: Since Stacey is apparently too wrapped up in youngun-rearin' to tend to this site, I'll throw you a bone and dole out a (not-so-patiently) waited-for update.
As of today, we've had Everett home for a full week. It's been nice not to have the five minute commute to the hospital to deal with any more. That was a
real drag. On a serious note, it was weird driving past the hospital on my way to work in the morning and sitting at my desk, which is probably only a few hundred yards away from the Special Care Nursery where Everett and Stacey both lived for a bit.
As I've told many of you, I wish I could lay claim to some new-baby sympathy, but to be honest, Stacey has absorbed most of the extra duties without complaint. Basically, all I do at home is take up space and play the banjo. I did sweep the floor last week, though. She and Everett even have taken to sleepnig in the guest bed since he's nursing, and there's little point in waking me for feeding time. Believe me, getting to sleep uninterrupted has been very appreciated.
Connor's first soccer practice was on Saturday, and he's pretty jazzed about getting to wear shin guards and cleats... everything else is a bonus. The best player on the team, by far, is a little girl named Zoe. Since Connor often gets disheartened when he's not instantly spectacular at something, we're hoping that the competition and fun will motivate him to work through the challenges of learning a sport.
Everett is a true second child. He's gotten dragged all over town and is coping like a champ. Once the post-birth sleep coma wears off, though, we may be in for a rude awakening.
Carter
3/9/09: We're finally home. Everett, Connor and Stacey are all happy to be back under one roof.
More later...
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Congratulations and welcome home!
- Christian
Congrats on being reunited and back at home. May the new normal begin anew.
- Steve
I'm so glad- we've been following the updates daily! Best wishes to all of you at home!
- Sarah O'K
Umm, it's later. Where's the more?
- Thea
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3/6/09: Fittingly, we're taking baby steps toward being able to take Everett home. He's currently off of supplemental oxygen, and the only thing being monitored is his heart rate. Barring any further regression, we could be taking baby 2.0 home this weekend, more than a week after being born. Many other premies (and full-term babies, even) aren't nearly as lucky, though it's still been pretty tough not to get stressed out through this waiting game.
By the way, after getting that silly PhD in clinical psychology, I think Stacey has found what she was truly put on this earth to do -- that being the birth and care for babies. It's too bad we don't have a 15-passenger van full of younguns (or the bank account to create such a reality), because she's got a gift, I tell ya. Once our application for the Davis family reality show is approved, maybe we'll have nine or ten more. She could handle it in her sleep. I'm still amazed that she hasn't had more than an hour of uninterrupted sleep in a week and hasn't flipped out and killed someone.
By the way, the cell phone pics from the neonatal nursery are getting rather repetitive, so I think I'll hold off on any more pics until we're actually on our way out the door. I'm hoping that I can post that news very soon.
Carter
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Thanks for the updates, bro. You guys and Stacey especially are in our prayers. Check your mail in a day or two for something from us. No baby presents included.
- Steve
I agree that Stacey is beyond awesome. Way beyond. I've also watched Carter with Connor this week, and I'd say this little family has two gifted parents. The little boy who said, "I can't wait to be a daddy" has grown up to be a good one.
- GranMarty
Loved seeing the pictures of the new little one...our prayers are with you all
- Liz Staley
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3/4/09: Progress is coming, slowly but (somewhat) surely. After looking like everything was normal, Everett is now receiving oxygen through a tube in his nose again to help his lung capacity develop. He is apparently suffering from a bit of jaundice, as well, although not enough to require any treatment.
We were told to think of his original due date (3/22) as the date of discharge, and getting to go home before then would be a bonus. That was pretty tough to hear, but the special care nursery staff seems to be suggesting that Everett might get to go home this weekend if he continues to strengthen and does well off of the oxygen. He's nursing like a champ, and he's getting plenty of rest, so we're hopeful that the discharge prediction holds true this time.
Stacey was discharged on Sunday but has been boarding at the hospital and still hasn't slept for more than an hour at a time since Thursday night. I have no clue how she's holding it together. Connor is ready to have his mom back, and recovering from his surgery last week has certainly taken a toll on him.
Carter
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Glad he is doing better! Cute pics. Hope he gets to come home soon. Love pic of Connor with the hat on!
- Pam
Hang in there Gainesville Davises and thank you for the pics and update - how about a guest post from GranMarty next? :-)
- Kim
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2/28/09: What a week. On Tuesday, Connor had hit tonsils and adenoids removed. On Friday, Stacey went into labor with Connor's baby brother, quite unexpectedly. Everett Steven Davis arrived at 6:33 p.m., weighed 6 lbs 4 ounces and measured 20 inches long. He was born five-and-a-half hours premature. If he had been born after midnight, he'd have been considered full term.
As an unbelievable blessing, Stacey's parents arrived in town the night before Stacey went into labor to help speed Connor's recovery from surgery. Since Connor is still less than thrilled about being a big brother to a smelly, wrinkly blob of a kid (I'm paraphrasing his words), having Grammy and Pops at his beck and call has made a world of difference in his demeanor.
Several hours after the birth, Everett was taken to the neo-natal nursery because both of his lungs weren't fully inflated. It was more due to Everett's lack of crying (a trait that a newborn Connor also exhibited) and a bit of fluid in the lungs due to his quick birth. He's been camped out under an oxygen-rich hood, but by now he should be nearly finished. Stacey is hoping to have him back in our room by Sunday afternoon, since he has to be under observation for 24 hours after emerging from the oxygen hood. Considering that he's technically premature, things could be a LOT worse.
Once again, the nurses and midwife were stunned at how proficient Stacey is at birthing babies... and I was pretty proud of her myself. By the time she settled into a regular rhythm of contractions, the baby was born very soon thereafter, and once again she took no pain medicine whatsoever. Everett is an incredibly calm baby, and he's taken every poke, prod, stick and squeeze with aplomb. We're excited to have him all to ourselves when the monitoring is over and the doctors are confident that all is well.
Thanks to everyone for all the thoughts/prayers/phone calls/texts/e-mails/Facebook messages/etc. Although most of our friends and family members are many miles and states away, we felt like you were all right around the corner, and having so many great folks in town is pretty great, too! And so a new chapter in our lives has begun. Stay tuned. Things are about to get complicated.
Carter
2/21/09--Two months since an update is not bad, right? The Christmas website style was though. Ouch, sorry. So here were are two months later. It has been an eventful winter. Connor has had strep throat three times and is now scheduled to have his tonsils and adenoids removed on Tuesday. He is a little nervous but seems to be coping well. I think he is focusing on the pudding/jello/ice cream diet he gets to live on for the days after the procedure. We are too. If you are interested you should look up the behavioral ramifications that sometimes occur with/after strep throat and you'll know what life has been like around here. We've had a rough few months, with Connor waking up in the middle of the night yelling at me to sleep with him. Crazy stuff, I'm telling you. Sad too because you can tell he can't help himself...just gets so angry. Most of the time he is still his sweet self (thank GOD) and even apologizes when he gets a bit out of control. I'm sure the fact that surgery is soon and he is about to be a big brother haven't helped calm his nerves either. The events have brought some humor. For example, on Wednesday he came up with a list of reasons why I'm not really pregnant. My favorite is that I've really just been eating too many strawberries. Have that yelled at you by an angry preschooler and see if you can hold the laughter in. I needed a laugh that day so it was a good thing.
Connor starts his first soccer season soon. He is quite excited and has been practicing in the backyard. Have I mentioned how much I just love being able to let him play in the backyard while I make dinner or fold laundry? Having a yard with a little boy is a must. If you have ever thought of doing it otherwise, don't. We still go to the park all the time but being able to run around whenever they want is so helpful. And by the way, I'm convinced that boys and girls are different at this age. No more nonsense from my undergrad social psych professor about socialized differences. This is biological.
Today marks four weeks until the due date of baby Davis # 2. He is lovingly being called Mr. Baby because we still have no idea what the heck we are going to name him. So much harder this time. We're in the midst of a debate about whether or not to use another C name. I'm saying no way. Do you know how many times I have to explain to people (after goofy stories) that Connor is my son and Carter is my husband? I can't handle another explanation. Feel free to post ideas because Carter and I are drawing blanks. Connor, on the other hand, has made many suggestions...all of which are his favorite transformers. Our favorite so far is from last night, Optimus Davis.
I'm enjoying a rare quite morning to myself while both boys sleep in. Murf is at my side and is a bit confused as to why his Dad is not out of the bedroom yet. We went to the Florida-Alabama gymnastics meet last night and Connor was up late. He is breaking his usual pattern of waking early when going to bed late by sleeping in. So thankful. I think the poor little guy needs the rest.
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Liam Michael Davis
Grayson Shawn Davis
Bryce Noah Davis
Keenan Mykal *sounds like michael*
Grayden Paul Davis
Good Luck
- S.
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12/19/08--Too long since updating and this one will be brief. We've been way busy. Carter got a promotion at work and has been swamped getting used to his new role there. I finished up the semester working at UF as well as taking a new job running the Children's ministry at our church, plus seeing private practice clients. The ministry job will allow me to stay home with the baby come March so it was worth the crazy busy two months of working all three jobs. Connor still thinks babies are disgusting and says he hates them. We're all looking forward to a little R & R in Atlanta for the holiday season. We'll also be brining the rest of our stuff back to Gainesville, making the move to Florida official and permanent (yikes, I said it now). Murf is as happy as ever. Well, not entirely true. He has bladder stones and the vet is trying to dissolve them with a special diet...no treats, at all. It has been rough for the big guy but he is getting extra love and time at the park. The baby is growing and appears healthy. He is apparently the size of a hothouse cucumber now (who knew...) He is moving around a lot in the middle of the night, or perhaps that is the only time I've been still enough to notice. Both Carter and Connor got to feel him kick this month and that was quite exciting for all of us. So that is all for now. Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas and New Year!
10/9/08--It's a boy! Again. :) We had an early ultrasound and found out the gender of baby #2. Connor's reaction was great, "YES!" and he threw a fist in the air. Much improved from, "Babies are disgusting." Carter and I are both excited too. On one hand a girl might have been a fun change but we're feeling more confident about our boy skills these days and now we don't have to buy any new clothes. We're all for practicality.
Carter just returned form a week in Prague for work. He sounds like he had a good time but he is exhausted. While he was gone Connor and I found all the things in Gainesville we had yet to experience. We went shark tooth hunting with our friends the Matthews. There are shark tooth fossils in the creeks around town and you just have to sift through the first layer of sand to find them. Very cool. We also went the Feed a Frog Friday at the nature center where Connor got to watch frogs and a corn snake be fed dinner. This past Sunday we went back to the nature center for Barnyard Buddies and Connor got to feed all sorts of farm animals. We also went to the most recent Home Depot Kids Workshop and built a fire truck (impressive, I know). All in all it was a good week, although we both were quite happy to see Carter when he returned.
Connor has been full of song these days. If I can ever get him to do it on film I'll be sure to share. His favorite was the theme to Scooby Doo but has become the theme to the animated Transformers. He's also singing Lamb of God (the song about Jesus...not the metal band) and a few others he has learned in Pre-K. Those songs are the best because they have hand motions. Really, I need to get it on film.
8/31/08--I'm not doing a good job keeping up with funny stories these days. Connor is full of them too. Oh the things he says..."Mom, where is your boob stuff?" he asked while I was folding the laundry. Took me a while but he was looking for one of my bras to put on his head. Figures. He is getting more and more used to the idea of a new baby. Tells people he has to be a big boy because he'll be a big brother soon. At least he is not saying babies are disgusting anymore.
We're missing family these days. Gran Marty and Ellen came down for a visit. We went all around town, visited the butterfly museum, and went to Connor's favorite park. Connor had a blast and was not too happy when it was time for them to go. Pops came through town briefly while working in Florida and it was a special treat. Connor showed Pops his newest trick which involves him placing his butt on you and releasing wind. He thinks it is hilarious. Connor and I took a short trip to St. Augustine to see Grammy, Aunt Susan, Nanny, & Papa who were there for a beach trip. There was a lot of rain and a lot of fun. None of these visits are long enough and we're ready to see everyone again.
We're settled in the house...Carter has been nesting like made and has all our pictures up. We feel at home here and it doesn't even bother us when someone outside screams. Now we know they are just cheering for the Gators instead of running from someone. All is good. Today was the first game day and we walked around town watching all the tailgaters. We are in agreement that they don't do it up as big as Alabama, but then again...who does? It was still fun and even Murf enjoyed the sights, sounds, and meaty smells. We also discovered that you can hear the crowd cheering outside our house. A not so distant roar. :)
8/2/08--A very brief update for a very busy week. We're in the house and loving it. Our stress levels have decreased ten fold and our storage has increased at least half that. Closet space is a wonderful thing when you have a child. With each move I end up with less stuff of mine and more of Connor's. We'll post some pictures of the new digs soon.
On an even more exciting front...Davis baby #2 is growing in my belly as I type. I do believe he/she is about the size of a grain of rice at the moment. It is quite early, as we don't expect to meet this baby until the end of March. We shared the joyous news with Connor and his response was long winded. It involved some tears and a few choice worlds..."No you can't have a baby, babies are disgusting, I don't want to be a big brother, I'm going to eat it." Surely this is jealousy and the first sign of sibling rivalry. If he actually eats the baby when he/she arrives I'll be a little annoyed. Luckily we video taped Connor's reaction and if babyhomepages would allow us to post youtube videos we'll be set. Perhaps you'll see it on America's Funniest Videos. Shoot me an e-mail if you're dying to see our poor kids world crash around him.
7/21/08--We are getting ready to move and there are boxes everywhere. Murphy is following so closely that whenever you stop suddenly you get a wet nose mark on the back of your shorts. We hope he understands that he will be so much happier when we move...room to run and play without a leash attached to his neck. Today, Connor, Murphy, and I are headed over to the house to pick up the keys. We'll slowly start moving boxes this week and bring the furniture on the U-haul Sunday afternoon. Connor is excited but has expressed some sadness about leaving the townhouse. I suppose any kid would have difficult leaving his/her home. I know I did...of course I was 22 when I finally moved out. Another story for another time.
Summer has been hot but we've been staying cool at our pool. Connor's swimming is progressing and he is most adventurous when there are other kids around to impress. He is getting bored with Mom quite often these days and expresses a preference for Dad to come home or for friends to come over. He has a couple of "buds" that he really enjoys spending time with.
We changed Connor's "school" in early June. He seems to be adjusting well and last week we got a special surprise. The little boy that lives in the townhouse behind us just started at the same school. This was great news because Connor loves playing with his neighbor and was sad about moving away. The location of the new school is much more convenient and I'm happier with the care they provide.
Connor and I made a trip to Columbia, SC at the end of June to visit the Coopers and came back through Atlanta for a quick visit. We had a great time in Columbia and I have pictures to prove it but I can't find my camera (new pictures are courtesy of Grammy's old camera). On our way back I dropped Connor off in Atlanta for a few days with Grammy and Pops. His first trip away from us. We missed him terribly but he had a great time. Lots of time with all the people who surrounded him last year. After we got home he told us that everyone in Atlanta should move to Gainesville. We agree.
5/31/08--This morning Connor came into my room at 5:21 a.m. "Mommy, will you come snuggle with me?...I had a bad dream." Me: roll out of bed and shuffle into his room behind him. "Mommy, will you rub my head?" Me: pat his face a few times and rolled over. "Mommy, I had a bad dream, it was about a remote control." Me: "What?" and rolled back over. "I had a bad dream about a little boy and a remote control and he kept trying to control it."
What a dude.
5/27/08--Okay so I'm a little overdue and late in posting this. Connor is 4-years-old! We can't believe it. I know every parent says that but we really mean it. :) It can't possibly be that 4 years ago he came into our lives, a very quiet and peaceful baby now turned energetic and hilarious little boy. Sniff, why can't I type that without tearing up?
Summer is off to a busy start. We were in Hilton Head last week with the Davis clan. Lots of f un was had by all. Connor's swimming is improving and he surprised us by screaming "cannonball" and jumping into the pool. That is when we learned he is no longer afraid to get his face wet. Pretty typical for his development. He did the same thing with walking. Dragged his self all over the floor ("military style") until he decided to walk. I was worried about the fact that he never crawled, but clearly there was no need for that. Connor also enjoyed time with his cousins and lots and lots of beach time. Pictures to come.
So far 4 has been good to us, and 3 3/4ths too. Connor still tests us and attempts to charm us into and out of things, but overall he seems much happier. More at peace with the fact that Mom and Dad are in charge and much more in control of his emotions. That said, he insists we call him "Big Boss." If I call him "Little Boss" he quickly corrects me. We had to get creative and name Carter "Huge Boss" to trump "Big Boss." I'm still not sure where that leaves me. Somewhere behind Murphy for sure. To be truthful, I don't even care as long as Connor keeps following the rules and refrains from calling me "stupid Mommy." How quickly my aspirations have changed!
A recent funny story involves some nudity. Hopefully this won't embarrass anyone other than myself. Connor saw his Mom ...err um...uncovered and started laughing. He pointed at me and said, "You've got your boobies on." Yes, son I do. To my knowledge Connor has said nothing of the sort to Carter. Just for the record this was a total accident. I have not willingly been undressed in front of Connor since I realized his memory was so good. I'm trying my hardest to cut back on the reasons he might seek therapy as an adult.
One last funny comment from Big Boss. I think this is a repeat but I'm too lazy to go back and check. While on vacation Connor requested his Dad's assistance in the bathroom. He was pooping and told Carter, "The pee is the rain and, <insert grunt> here comes the thunder!"
So there you go, a brief behavior update and two stories most would not share on the Internet.
4/28/08--Times are changing. Our little dude finally appears to be turning a corner and leaving his attitude behind. phew. We did not know if we were all going to make it alive. Don't get me wrong...there are still moments. However, Carter and I have both noticed that Connor is listening faster and protesting less. I don't think I've been called "stupid mommy" in at least a month. I did get "you are a stupid girl" once or twice this month but that is a major improvement.
Connor is changing right before our eyes. He is looking older and saying things that we know he learned at school. Tonight at dinner he said, "Freeze" with his hands up "I've just got to tell you guys something." What? Who are you? You are supposed to say "Da da" and "Ma ma" you can't talk! Every now and then Connor hits growth spurts where he just looks older then he'll plateau to give us time to adjust. He is in the midst of a spurt because he looks different every time I catch a glimpse of his sweet face in my rear view mirror or at the top of the stairs.
We've got some cute pictures and movies to post. I'll put up pictures this weekend. As far as video goes... I've just got to figure out how to do it. Stay tuned.
2/24/08--A quick update. Murphy got his staples out last week and he is doing great. Today we went to the dog park for the first time since he was attacked (even though the attack occured at home the dog park was kind of scary). Murf did great...a bit hesitant to join the other dogs but he picked the ones that look like him and played nice. He is a sweet dog and we are so glad he is feeling better!
We've been busy over the past month. Spending lots of time outside enjoying the beautiful Florida weather. Lots of sunny days with temperatures in the high 60's and 70's. Today was in the 80's with no humidity. Wow. There are not many days like that in Gainesville. Pops came to visit us a few times on business and we went to Atlanta for the Big Apple Circus. A circus we highly recommend...very animal friendly and entertaining. Next weekend we are headed to Jacksonville for Baby Anthony's 1st birthday!
The biggest news is that we found a new place to live. We can't get out of our lease until August but we are looking forward to a house with a yard on a nice non-rental residental street. Phew. We are trying to enjoy each day as it comes but counting down until our move.
2/4/08--A rough weekend at the Davis house. Poor Murphy was attacked by a neighbor's dog. The neighbors had told us before that their dog was so mean they only walked him at night..."greeaaaat," I thought. Saturday night I was walking Murphy, who was exhausted from a day at the dog park, and the mean dog bolted out of his house and landed on Murf. All in all it could have been worse but Murf did end up having surgery Saturday night. When the vet at the animal emergency clinic said they'd have to keep him overnight I started sobbing...yes, the ugly cry. I suppose it worked because he promised me he'd do Murf's surgery first. The vet said Murf responded to the medication that mellows dogs out before anesthesia...so they just cleaned the big wound and stapled it shut. I was able to pick him up by 1:00 a.m. and bring him back home. We're headed out for a recheck in a few minutes and very thankful to have our buddy around. Connor is so freaked out by the wound that he won't go near Murf unless you cover the staples up with your hands...and even then he is tentative. Poor Murf tries to get his morning licks in but Connor bolts.
Between the dog attack and the next story you'll understand why we are looking for ways to get out of our lease. If you want to hear some more stories about where we live or have some ideas that might terminate the lease just give us a call. Our rental is old and has not been cared for. Property Management 101: serve as a buffer between tenant and owner and fix as little as possible. The result are pipes that stink and have started to grow mold out the tops...no doubt rooted by lots of it in the pipes. We think this is only the drains but have stopped all drinking as a precaution. Just when I had gotten used to Florida water I'm back to buying it. The point is that we now have small gnats in our house. One here, one there. Not and infestation but annoying. The Lowes people said they are sewer flies. Oh joy. Connor calls them Poop Gnats. Okay, now you are set up for the next story.
Saturday afternoon (prior to dog attack): Connor is on the swings next to a little boy who appeared to be about 7 years old. Little boys parents were not around.
Little Boy says: "I have an X-box at my house."
Connor says: "I don't....but I have candy."
Connor, responding to being pushed on the swings a little higher: "Ohhhhh....I've got butterflies in my stomach"
Little Boy: "I've got bugs in my house...spiders and lady bugs and..."
Connor: "We've got Poop Gnats."
Picture Carter and I behind Connor, heads down, eyes closed...laughing...shame on us for raising our boy with Poop Gnats.
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