Lots of sh*t's been happening since I last laid my paws on the keyboard and I can only attribute my lengthy silence as, well...laziness. I'm better for admitting it (i.e., so you should, too!). But I digress (and offend)...lots of goings on going on:
Wyatt started preschool and is running for LMOC (as opposed to BMOC) this year (it should be a shoo-in, since he's the tiniest boy there).
Wyatt also managed to turn 3, and not unlike when he was 2, he stills loves those monkeys!
Not to be one-upped by a kid not yet 3 feet tall, Dina's Mom turned 75 and we did the requisite 5 celebrations over a period of 2 months for her.
I met my new cousin, Mojo, who is a total pretty boy. But don't let that furry exterior fool you, he plays dirty. Luckily, I wrote the book on playing dirty. And I'm in at least 1 weight class above him.
In the spirit of Obama, Wyatt and I decided to work out our differences and can stand each other's presence now. Ok, that's harsh. We will allow each other to touch the other person's body without any biting (by Wyatt) or growling (again, by Wyatt).
We started prepping for Halloween and Dina foolishly purchased the Costco bags of candy too early. Now, there are no Twizzlers and there are no Twix bars, and there's really only one person to blame (don't let Dina tell you it's Wyatt, because it's not.).
Did a little early Halloween celebration: Here's Joe as Diego, Wyatt as a zebra, and Landon as a monkey. Dina, not pictured, dressed up as a Zookeeper, which I thought was fairly clever.
Landon is still getting into everything. Joe calls him annoying, but Dina calls him "spicy." I guess we can all assume who Lando takes after!
And then Dina started a new small business, making cookies. The funny part is that Dina started doing it because she wanted to learn something new, create something of her own, yadda yadda...Well, after the 1000 cookies she baked in the last month, Dina's now looking to return to her former career as an attorney. NOT!
And perhaps the MOST IMPORTANT UPDATE OF ALL (and yes, I used all CAPS and I know that means I'm yelling, because I actually am yelling this): I LOST 8 POUNDS. You heard it right people. More than a 1/3 of my body weight, Lindsay Lohan can suck it. I am THE canine!!! Look at how cute I am.
