P's Blog

I woke up this morning and I was cranky. My mommy kept asking me if I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I don't know what that means because there's only one way to get out of my crib and my mommy is the one who gets me out. So she knows if it's the wrong side or not. My grandma and BobBob were visiting and Grandma tried to cheer me up by making me some "ish" shaped pancakes. I didn't eat much breakfast because I was cranky but I got a little happy when my grandma played in my play room with me. She showed me how to blow on the hamburger I cooked in my kitchen so it wouldn't be so "haw". We played and my BobBob kept putting that box up and telling me to say, "Cheese!". I used to like that box but now I only like it when mommy shows me the pictures on the 'puter. Mommy said I had to take my nap early and I was glad because I was happy when I woke up. Mommy, BobBob, Grandma and me went to a new place for lunch. Mommy wanted to share her lunch but I only wanted to eat ice. Grandma gave me some ice after I ate some food. They said it was like feeding a zoo animal but I don't know what that means cause I'm not an animal. I picked up my plate and licked it clean to show everyone I was done and wanted to go feed the cluck clucks and cheep cheeps.
We went to my favorite park and Grandma and me fed birds while Mommy and BobBob held up those boxes. I got tired of the birds coming at me so I let Grandma feed them. Then we went to the park. I like the slide so I went down it lots of times! I was sad I had to say buh-bye to Grandma and BobBob after I played but Mommy said we were going to see "ish" so that made me happy. We went to a store and I don't like Mommy looking at stuff but I like the girls that say hi to me. It makes me smile and then they say I'm cute. We left that store and went to the "ish" store. I got to see them 2 times and I even gave one a kiss!
Mommy said we had to go home but I wanted to stay with the "ish". When we came home she gave me my favorite snack in my tractor....blueberries! Then we jumped on the bed, which I like a lot. My daddy came home and blew bubbles for me to play with. Today was a good day after all.

You Just Gotta........

laugh when you're a parent! One thing that P has taught me is that you never want to take life too seriously. Enjoy the little things and laugh often. Today was no exception!
We got to church and I was pleasantly surprised when P fell asleep immediately. Usually it's a circus act to even sit through half of the service. So, when he fell asleep on the pew next to me I was thrilled. Soon after the worship time finished and all was quiet a noise erupted next to me. Having been around P lots of times when he's been sleeping, I knew right away that that noise was him snoring. However, people around us may have never heard a 18 mo old make the noise of a 70 year old obese man when he sleeps. People kept turning around, trying to figure out what the sound was. It surely wasn't me so I looked straight ahead until the newness wore off and people gave up. If that wasn't enough to laugh about, P woke up right before communion. I don't remember the last time I've taken communion so I was happy that I'd have the chance today. The music began and I was cherishing the moment of feeling God's presence while P snuggled in my lap. Once the music stopped, our pastor went to the front to explain the reason for communion. Wouldn't you know that's the time P put his lips together and made a loud, rather obnoxious farting sound with his mouth?! I have no doubt that the entire congregation heard him but no one even looked our way. During communion, a picture of Jesus was put on the big screen in front of the sanctuary. P immediately pointed at it and began yelling, "Da-ddddyyyyyy!". I tried my best not to laugh but it was an impossible feat. I explained- in a whisper- that that was Jesus not Daddy. We had a few minutes left in the service but P was getting antsy so I told him we were going to go. Big mistake! He began yelling, "Buh-bye" and waving to everyone. Oh the joys of parenthood with a toddler!! I love it all and it makes me laugh!!!

future generations

i grew up with pretty much everything in life centered around hunting and fishing. everything that you need to learn in life can be related to hunting and fishing. these qualities are so important to me and its vital that preston gets these same life lessons. organizations such as quail unlimited, pheasants forever, rocky mountain elk foundation, mule deer foundation, bighorns unlimited, ducks unlimited, and whitetails forever are all important organizations for the future of the outdoorsman and women. i dont know of a single hunter that will not put his money where his mouth is. i dont even pheasant hunt but i think the monetary contributions put forth by us are important for the kids that someday will. every time a hunter buys a license, bullets, guns, bows, and arrows he is contributing to wildlife conservation. the anti-hunters have millions to spend fighting in court to take away our rights to hunt. however, more importantly, they are making the animals they think they are protecting extinct. hunters are americas greatest conservationists. fact! without hunters there would be no wild game. anti-hunters have already taken away the right to manage the wolf population in idaho, montana, and wyoming. the elk herds have diminished vastly throughout idaho. one adult wolf can kill as many as 12 bull elk per year. imagine what a whole pack does to the calves when they are born! so, if you dont hunt or fish, but are an animal lover, please contribute to these organizations. we need every dollar possible to protect the way of life that our fore fathers fought to keep. on a side note, carrie underwood donated 250,000 dollars to the humane society to help fund their anti- hunting campaign. so, if she comes on the radio, change the channel and dont buy her music. call your local radio stations and inform them of this. most that read this blog already know all of these things, but i guess my blood just gets to boiling and i need to get it out someway. so, for the sake of our future generations and the ones that exist today, help fund the groups that fight for us!

Home

Rob longs for home on a daily basis, wanting to be back on Southern soil. I, on the other hand, am a staunch believer that "Home is where the heart is." Since Rob and P are my heart that means my heart is in Nevada. Today is the first day that I got a glimpse of what Rob misses. For the first time in almost 3 years, I missed everything about Sacramento...except the foggy weather. I miss my old comfort zone. I miss my true, close friends. I miss calling my parents and telling them I've had a bad day and I'll be coming over for dinner. I miss the familiarity of my life.
I made the best of the day, despite my longing for home. I enjoyed the sunshine by working outside, got some touch-up painting done inside, read P a million truck books, updated schoolwork and finished a manuscript to be sent to yet another magazine. Although I had a productive day, I could've dropped it all and cried my eyes out in a heartbeat. Luckily, P doesn't allow me to have that moment. So we went to my classroom, a place that's always been a safe haven for me, and to the playground to meet up with his little friends. But, the highlight of my day was when Rob called. He asked if he could take me to Olive Garden, one of my favorite places, to cheer me up. He hates that place as much as my dad so it truly was an act of love. The dinner was great as was the company of my two boys. It almost made me forget...........

In the Name of Friendship

I've learned a lot about friendship over the years, what kind of friend I am and what kind of friend I expect. Rob teases me that I consider too many people friends but it's not a term I use loosely. Once I meet someone I consider a friend, I will do anything for them and maintain the frienship at all costs. But I've learned over the years that not everyone takes friendship as seriously as I do. Without going into details, I have been disappointed by not one but two people that I considered close friends. We've shared very intimate information with each other and now it's all gone because one person got their feelings hurt. The person couldn't discuss it face to face and ultimately terminated our friendship because of stubborness and control issues. That being said, as sad as it makes me, it makes me cherish my true friendships that much more. My friends that I can be honest with, can go months without talking to but still pick up where we left off, ones that see my faults but love me despite them. Those are my true friends and for them I am truly thankful!

Picture Perfect!

Every weekend this year has been perfect. Maybe it's because of the Spring like weather. Or maybe it's because Rob isn't working as much as he has been the past few months. Or maybe it's because we're so busy during the week that it makes us appreciate our free time more on the weekends. Or maybe it's because we're spending more time being active and less time in front of the TV. I don't know the reason but I know I love the weekends....even if they do move a little too fast!
This weekend was no exception. I hadn't slept well during the week so Friday night Rob drew me a hot bubble bath while I put P to bed. After soaking in a candle lit bath I went to bed....at 7:30!! It was absolutely fabulous to get 10 hours of dreamless, peaceful sleep. Then yesterday we drove to Sacramento, where we dropped P off at my parents' house. He had a blast with them while Rob and I had a 24 hour date. It started at the Sportsmen's Expo, where we looked at hundreds of exhibits. We also watched a sporting dog event and it was so warm outside at the event we shared a shaved ice to cool off. Then we went to a hotel that we got for the night and relaxed. When our friends, Mike and Margaret, got to the hotel we all went to the Ducks Unlimited banquet. I can't say I was overly impressed with the banquet. This was my 2nd time at a crab feed and I've learned that crab is too rich for my system. We did have a great time with Mike and Margaret though! This morning the 4 of us met downstairs for breakfast and then we sadly parted ways. When we picked P up at my parents' church I had no doubt he had a blast. When we walked in he looked at us like, "Oh, it's just you guys!" and went back to dancing and clapping with his grandma. He humored us by letting us hold him for a few minutes each but then he wanted back on his grandma's lap. Upon leaving church we made the drive back home. The afternoon has been a relaxing one: watching the playoffs, napping and playing. I also went for a short run/walk on the treadmill but after a few minutes my foot was hurting so I called it quits. All in all it's one picture perfect weekend!

One of Those Days

Last week I was on Cloud 9. I got word that one of my manuscripts has the potential to be published and I found out that I get to keep my job next year, which excites me beyond belief!
However, in the course of 6 days, roughly 144 hours (I know you're proud of my math, Dad) life has started to stress me out again. Not stress me out I guess, but make me indifferent to things going on. Rob was supposed to have his court hearing this afternoon so he could finally have shoulder surgery on a work injury that happened last May. He got word today that not only did the hearing get canceled but now he has to go to Vegas next month to have yet another quack doctor look at his shoulder. He is in such excruciating pain that he can't wait much longer without something being done. Plus, he missed out on A LOT of overtime money this week because his work schedule was based on a court hearing that didn't happen.
Then I had 2 dr appts, neither of which I walked away happy from. At one appt I asked my dr about a health problem that I think is coming back. I had surgery for it in '03 but knew it had a lot of potential for returning after having P. My dr's advice was to see if the pain intensifies in the next 6 months. If it does then I can go back to her and see what should be done. If I wanted to wait that long I wouldn't have brought it up in the first place! After that I went to another dr about an issue with my foot. I waited for 2 hours just to have 5 mins and some worthless advice from the dr.!! He told me to "listen to my foot" to judge if it's getting better. If it's not he'll do a MRI but he doesn't want to mess with it right now. I asked if I could start training for the 9 mile leg of a relay I'm doing in June. He told me to let my foot be in charge and start off easy. If my foot doesn't hurt too bad then I can add more distance and speed. Really???? He went to medical school for that??
GGGGRRRRRRR!!!!! Rob and I decided we wanted to go out to dinner to end the day on a good note. It would've been a nice relaxing dinner had P not thrown his fire truck toy at the waiter during a temper tantrum. Luckily he's still working on his throw so it didn't injure anyone. It embarrassed Daddy cause I wouldn't pick P up and console him after punishing him so he screamed for a few seconds. Needless to say we ate a quick dinner then called it a night. Once we got home we had fun wrestling, having tickling matches and horsing around. I hope today's ending leads into a better tomorrow.

Slow Down!

Normally at this hour, even on my work days, I'm snuggled in bed, trying to get the last few minutes of sleep. But last night I had a horrible nightmare, the worst I've had in awhile, so I decided to get up when Rob did, in fear of the dream picking up where I left it if I went back to sleep. Since I've been wanting to blog a lot this week, I figured I do it now.
There are so many things to blog about to get you caught up on our lives. We had a another fabulous weekend last weekend only to have an emotionally draining week. Today was supposed to be Rob's court case and we were all so excited to have it put behind us. But, because of some glitches, it's now been postponed again. GGRRRR!!! Instead this afternoon will be filled with dr appts for me. I get to see if I'm having a recurring problem that I had back in '03 and I get to find out if my foot is better enough for me to start training for a team relay I'll be (hopefully) doing in June around Lake Tahoe.
There's so much more detail to add to all this but that's the long and the short of it. So now to my real blog......
Yesterday P and I had quite a few errands to run. When we went to leave the car wouldn't start. This due to the fact that I let him play in it for about an hour the day before and didn't check to make sure everything was turned off. So, while I waited for AAA to come give me a jump, we went exploring. I was taken back by my baby running and exploring out of my sight without a care in the world. He went past our neighbor's corral and was picking up sticks even though he couldn't see me. It made me realize he's growing up. Then, after the car was up and running, we went to get his haircut. He's had 2 professional cuts and me chopping some of his hair in the past 6 months. None of those times made him lose his baby look. But today, after his haircut, the stylist spun him around for me to give my approval and I momentarily lost my breath. Instead of looking at my baby, I saw a little boy. He gave me his million dollar smile as if to say, "Mama, I'll always be your baby." But it was no longer a baby smile but one of a growing boy. To top it all off, he was given a pillow tonight (his pediatrician ok'd it). When I put him in his crib he looked at his pillow, laid back with his hands clasped behind his head and gave me that heart stopping smile again, as if he, too, realized he's a big boy now. When I went to check on him before I went to bed I teared up because he was sound asleep, his arm around his cow and his blanket tangled in between his legs. Our precious miracle baby is now a thriving little boy. I've absolutely loved every stage of his little life but I would like them to slow down so I can enjoy the time even more. Soon we'll be looking at a teenager and then an adult with his own family. But in between all that we'll enjoy every minute we have with him and be thankful for God's blessings in his life!

life

well, jen has taken preston to sacramento so holly and i have the house to ourselves. all this quiet time got me to thinking about the good ol days. i remember when i was young, pretty much from the time i could walk, i stayed outside, in the woods. if i wasnt hunting, fishing, or trapping, i was thinking about hunting, fishing, and trapping. if it was a weekend and it was pouring rain, i saw that as a chance to go mud riding on my 4wheeler. i remember coming in from the morning hunt at paw paw and thinking to myself, how can all the adults come in and take a nap when there is so much to do. i couldnt wait to come in from hunting and go scouting for a better place to hunt, or just to get going and looking for snakes,armadillos, or whatever critter i could find. well, my point is, here i am an adult, and its a pretty day outside, and im on this computer. those were the good ol days. i think of them often. i still had my grandma that would give up a day of hunting to go sit in a box stand at number 12 just so i could go with her. my other grandma who would spend hours kicking my butt at horse on the basketball court, and my grandpa who pretty much gave up most of his later adult years to anything i wanted to do. i am blessed though. ive still got my brother, mom, and dad. lot of folks aint got that. i know that preston soon will be doing and thinking all of the things i used to. im glad that preston still has his grandparents around and i hope he will for a lot of years to come. i dont think folks really spend enough time reflecting on the importance of having grandparents and what all it means to a kid for them to be there. i remember grandpa saying at one point while talking with mr james at the bay, "the only good thing about them good ol days is that they are gone". ya know, he is right. right now is the good ol days. those days were fun, but there is nothing more fun than having a family and watching a little you grow up and experience all of the things that your parents got to experience. i just hope that i can be half the father to preston that my dad was and is to me and my brother. one thing is for sure, the herrington name doesnt get mentioned without the word outdoors being thought of. my last name is a legacy. it is something that im very proud of. i know that i cant wait for the chance to say that i am doc herrington's grandson and bobby herrington's son. i hope preston has the same thoughts when he gets older. to some, their last name is just a name. not for me. its my everyday challenge to live up to my name. i look forward to teaching preston all of the things my folks taught me. i wasnt very good at football, basketball, or baseball. i was decent at rodeo, and i think i excelled in the outdoors. however, no matter how good or bad i was at something, i either failed or achieved it with 100% heart and try. thats all i will ever ask of preston. do your best, hold your head up high, and be able to sleep at night cause you know at the end of the day, you gave it your all. well, on that note, i think ill go do some cleaning up round the lazy h. we'll holla at yall later

Natural Beauty

Every morning I am blessed to enjoy a beautiful sunrise while I eat breakfast with my lil man. Most mornings I try to capture the beauty on film.
The more pictures I take the more interested I become in photography. In the near future my dad is selling me his Nikon D70, a professional SLR. As pretty as I think these pictures are, I can't wait to capture their beauty once I get the "new" camera, take a class and buy some photography software.
Watch out world, here I come!!

Splish Splash!

I didn't really know what to title this blog and since I'm watching the most adorable toddler splash up a storm in the bathtub it became the title. It's been an exhausting week so I can't think of a better way to end it than to sit here, laughing at my son's antics. When he gets Rob and I laughing he continues whatever it is he's doing until a) I turn on the camera or b) we stop laughing (which is rare).
Anyway, back to the week at hand. I filled ya in up until Monday evening. Monday night I shared the guest bed with P because he was having a hard night being sick. When I say "share the bed" I mean he took up 3/4 a Queen size bed and I did all I could not to fall off. When I say "share the bed" I mean I was kicked and punched most of the night and when I wasn't being beaten by a 18 mo old he was trying to steal my pillow. That being said, Tuesday he woke up fussy so I changed his wellness appt to a sick appt. Come to find out he had an ear infection so Rob, P and I spent the afternoon dealing with the dr. office and the pharmacy. Tuesday night I would love to say P had a great night after getting on antibiotics but I can't lie. I put him in bed with us, which worked to my benefit because, although I had little space, he chose Rob to beat up on. My ribs were saved for a night! Luckily I had Wednesday off so we had a mellow day together. Wednesday night I was determined to keep him in his crib. That meant sacrificing precious sleep from midnight to 2am while he HOWLED in his crib. I finally turned the monitor off, put a pillow over my head and went to sleep...until Rob's alarm went off 2 1/2 hrs later! Needless to say, yesterday was a long day at work. As exhausted as I was, I couldn't wait til P went to bed so I could take a hot bath and hopefully get a good night's sleep. WRONG! I had weird dreams about shooting a guy in the eye with a bb gun and Ruby's fur falling out at Doggy Boot Camp. I'm happy to report, however, that P slept through the night. Between that and eating a HUGE breakfast I knew he'd have a good day. The dreaded daycare drop-off was a tearful one but when I picked him up his teacher reported that he kept everyone in stitches doing quite the dance routine. She also said he slept so long at naptime that she finally had to wake him up because all the kids were trying to play quietly (don't know how that is possible with a roomful of 18-24 mo olds) around him while he got his beauty sleep. We've had such a fun family night together, full of lots of laughs. It makes a great ending for a crazy week. Now if only I could get some sleep......

Can We Rewind?

Do you ever have one of those perfect weekends that you want to go back and re-live? That's what this past weekend was like for me. Friday I was still jet lagged and tired from going back to work. So, Rob and I went to bed early. Saturday P and I met up with one of my good friends that we hadn't seen in awhile. We had breakfast at Mimi's and I highly recommend the new asparagus omelet if you choose to eat there in the near future. After running a few errands, P and I came home. Rob came home early from work and we all got to take a nice long afternoon nap. Once we all woke up we had a fun family evening. We grilled shish kabobs, using the meat from Rob's mule deer hunt. We played, laughed and relaxed together. Yesterday was as busy as Saturday was relaxing. After going to the early church service, where P was able to sit through the service (YAY!), we came home so P could nap. He had other ideas and didn't go down til noon. About that time our friends, Mike and Margaret, stopped by on their way home from Tahoe. We hadn't seen them since our wedding so it was fun catching up. I felt bad but we had to kick them out because we had to take P to his girlfriend's house before Rob and I met with Ruby's trainer. It was nice seeing Ruby and we look forward to her being home again. Our friends asked us to stay for dinner when we picked P up but we were all tired from a busy day. So we came home, had dinner and watched UNR win the Kraft Bowl. Actually, I fell asleep before the game was over.
I don't usually work on Mondays but I covered for my teaching partner today so that made today a hard Monday. Then P got sick so Rob took off work and got him from daycare. They had a relaxing day of naps and father/son cuddling. I guess if you have to work on Monday it's nice to have such a nice weekend. One that was productive, fun filled and yet had its relaxing moments. Perfect combination!

Bad Boys! Bad Boys!

Be careful what you tease others about because it could come back to bite ya! Earlier this week I was teasing Rob about his driving and his lead foot. In fact, I told him I wanted to drive to Scheels because if he did then I'd be out of gas by the time we got home. Now he's the one teasing me. Let me fill ya in....
I was eager to get P after a long day at school. When I turned on to the street I noticed 2 motorcycle cops. I didn't think much about them until one of them got behind me and turned on his lights. When I pulled over he asked if I knew why he had pulled me over. (Why do they ask that? DUH!) Since we weren't at a stop sign I knew it was because of speeding. After taking my info to check, he came back and informed me I was going 15 miles over the speed limit. Now I know I was going faster than the speed limit but 15 miles an hour faster?? I think not! I graciously informed him he was mistaken and that I didn't deserve a ticket. I told him my husband is the one in the family that gets the tickets, not me. He smiled and handed me the ticket anyway, making it seem like he was being nice by writing on the ticket that I was going 10 miles an hour over the speed limit instead of 15. He then informed me that the speed limit was 25 mph. I was quick on the draw (no pun intended) and told him that once again he was wrong, that the speed limit was indeed 35 mph. He smiled and told me to go back past him at 35 and see what happened. I grabbed the ticket, thanked him for ruining my day and (slowly) drove off. From here on out I will set my speedometer for 25 every time I drive down that street, even though I think that's a ridiculous speed limit for a business area. And next time I see them maybe I'll roll down my window and blare the "Cops" theme song... "Bad boys! Bad boys! Whatcha gonna do..." just so it makes me feel better for getting a lousy ticket when I thought I was only going 5 miles over the speed limit. Humph!

Vacation...as told by P

Hi! Welcome Back! Happy New Year! My mommy, daddy and me went on a vacation and I'm so excited to tell you about it. I have a lot to say and am good on the computer but I don't know my alphabet yet so mommy will help me with this blog. So, get a cup of that brown stuff mommy always says she needs in the morning and sit a spell cause this will be a long one.

Three weeks ago I got on a big plane with my mommy and daddy. I haven't been on a plane for a few months so I was excited! My mommy and daddy said I did a good job. I got to see neat things and meet a little boy when we stopped at a big building for awhile.


When I got to MS I got to see Mimi at the airport. She was so happy to see me! When I got to their house, I got to see Grandpa, who was also happy to see me. I saw Hobie and he wasn't so happy to see me. I learned quick to stay away from him because he doesn't like to share his toys or bones or food. The next day I got to see my cool Uncle Jay. He works at a fun place. When I visit him at work I get to eat sketti or pancakes or this brown and green stuff that my mom calls fried okra. After I eat I play with the fishing weights or play catch with the golfballs. The people coming to see my Uncle Jay don't know I want to play catch cause when I throw the golfball it hits them in the leg. Mommy didn't like that so she took me to see the ish instead. There's lots of ish at Uncle Jay's work but some of them scare me cause I think I'm going to fall in the box with them. Uncle Jay has a fun doggie named Waylan. He lives by Uncle Jay's work so I liked playing with him. He gave me lots of kisses!


We did so much fun stuff while we visited Mimi and Grandpa! We went to Bass Pro where I got to see the ish (fish) and dee (deer) and beh (bear). I also got to sit in a boat and pretend I was driving. One thing we did at Bass Pro that didn't make me happy was sitting by this big stranger in a red suit. Mommy made me sit by him when we were at home, too, and no one understands that I don't like the man no matter what he brings me.



When we were at Mimi and Grandpa's house I had fun with the squirrels and birds and just exploring. Mimi showed me how to feed the birds and squirrels. One day I even built them a bridge to the acorns I had collected. I think they liked it cause when I stood at the window I watched them get the acorns. A couple times I got to see this big green truck come to the house. A man got out and dumped a tall bucket in the back of his truck. He waved to me and that made me feel special!


My Mimi and Grandpa bought me a drumset like my Uncle Josh's. I spent a lot of time practicing, trying to get as good as him. My favorite time to play them was right when I woke up, before anyone else was awake. No one seemed to like my drums then but I did. (In this picture, Uncle Walt is showing me how to play)


One morning I woke up and there were toys everywhere! I also had a big red sock that had grapes and ish (Goldfish) in it. There was also a horse to ride and trains and balls and a cell phone and lots of other fun stuff. While I was playing with my new toys a bunch of people came over to Mimi and Grandpa's house to eat. I liked playing with the kids that were there (someone said they were my cousins, whatever that is) and I did my best to share my new toys. Some of them even brought more toys and books for me, which was fun.


We went to this place called deer camp a lot. I really liked it there because I could run around and collect acorns and play on Grandpa's golf cart and ride on my Jeep and swing and run around some more. I even got to put some of my stick collection on the big fire Grandpa and Daddy made. I stood there and yelled "Haw" to let everyone know it was hot and not to get too close. Daddy killed a dee and so did mommy. Mommy used the meat for shish kabobs and everyone said it was good but I went to bed early and didn't get any.


Mommy, Mimi and Daddy shared the car so I got to stay at the house a lot. I had fun but I wanted to go play other places. One day Mommy and Mimi said we should go to a museum. I didn't know what that was but we got to this place and it had lots of fun things to play on. All I wanted to do was drive the produce truck. It was very hard for me to share the truck with other kids cause it was so much fun to drive. I played on a slide and played with water but every time mommy or daddy put me down I ran back to the produce truck. After we left the museum we went to this neat park. I could've played there all day because it was so much fun!!


That night mommy and daddy were supposed to go to Uncle Jay's for something called New Years but then we played in a closet instead. I liked the closet because I had my new doggie flashlight and ish to eat. I didn't understand why Mimi and Grandpa were sitting in the hall with pillows over their heads. They looked silly to me but they said it was to stay safe in case the tornado hit their house. Nothing ever happened and everyone went to bed safe.


The last day we were there we had a fun day. We visited Uncle Jay, where lots of people wanted to hold and kiss me. Then we went to another park. I liked playing with the kids and playing on the slide. Soon we had to leave to go back to the airport. I didn't like saying bye bye to Mimi and Grandpa and Uncle Jay because I had fun with them. But I had to get back home so mommy and daddy could work.


We were on an airplane for a really long time. So long I thought we'd never get home. I tried to sleep cause I was tired but it was too loud. When we got home I was happy to see Holly but I miss Ruby. Mommy said she's at doggy school so she learns how to mind. I had a fun vacation and can't wait to go visit Mimi and Grandpa and Uncle Jay again!!

** P.S. Mommy said she wanted you to know that if you're on FB she will post over 200 pics but just not today. (She seems kinda stressed if you ask me.)