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Friday, February 13, 2009

My 2 year old music critic and my huge chocolate eating dog

It was one of those nights last night. It was bath night - so that was an adventure in and of itself. It was also the night before Elisa's valentine party at school. I hadn't been feeling well all day - so I asked Ricky to go to the store and get the valentines along with some pepcid and gatorade (cause of course I forgot to get valentines until the night before - ugh).

We put the youngest 2 down to bed and then Elisa began working frantically on her valentines (which we had again forgotten about). She finished them in less than an hour and headed off to bed. About 30 minutes later Ricky and I heard some rustling in the living room, which is where Elisa had been working on her valentines, and both of us instinctively called out "Elisa - BED!" forgetting we'd already sent her to bed. Then along came Tux (my giant puppy-boxer) trotting along at a pretty quick pace. I told Ricky that he only came running like that when he'd been into something he shouldn't have been. Then we both looked at each other and realized that the valentines were in the other room (complete with a piece of chocolate on each one!)

The valentines were EVERYWHERE!! All but one of the chocolates were gone - he ate 20 pieces of chocolate!!! We started freaking out - not only because he had eaten alot of chocolate, but because in his frenzy to get to the chocolate he pretty much destroyed the valentines our little angel had spent so much time and effort on!

I read the bag and it turns out that he only ate about 9 oz of chocolate after all - not nearly enough to be fatal. Thank God! He didn't even get sick - he must have a stomach of steel!

I spent the next hour trying to recover Elisa's valentines. Luckily I found a bag of chocolate that my mom had bought about a week ago - so I was able to put them back together (and replace a few of them that the dog ate along with the chocolate). Hopefully Elisa won't be sad that it looks all different. Oh, and by the way - during this fiasco we needed to find out how much he weighed so we'd know how much chocolate was too much chocolate - turns out he weighs in right at 75 POUNDS!!! I knew he was big - but oh man!!

On another note...

This morning while we were driving Elisa to school I turned on the radio.
Syd immediately calls out - "No, mom - not THAT song!"
(Note: it was a very slow, sweet, lovey-dovey song).
So I changed it to PowerFM and I think it was Skillet playing and she said - "Yeah, that one!"
I laughed so hard!! Just to test it out again - on the way home I changed it back to KLTY (disclaimer: I honestly love KLTY - and listen to it regularly) which was playing again a very slow sweet song. She yells out - "I don't like that song!" I switched it back to Power FM and she yells out - "Yeah - yeah! That one!"

So I guess my 2 year old has inherited my taste in music - woohoo!

2 comments:

McSvajda said...

Of course he has a stomach of steel, he is Zoe's son!! Zoe eats neosporin, icy hot, soap, you name it....I bet she's tried it!

Rebecca said...

you guys have weird dogs.