Park

We went to the park with the Porterfields. There were TONS of kids at the park, since it's spring break here and all the school kids were out in force. GORGEOUS weather. Leroy was popular, all the kids were well behaved and the picnic was nice. It was fun.



Yesterday morning at least sixteen men all started pounding vigorously on our house with hammers in various rhythms. They are actually tearing off the old siding and putting up new insulation and siding. It is a BIG PROJECT. The house is going to be blue now. Benny is excrutiatingly interested. So much so that his math took him an hour and five minutes yesterday. An hour to sit and surrepticiously listen to the men working outside and five minutes to finish the work after the men went on lunch break.

Because I felt like I was going to tear out my eyes from hammering stress, and because there was no way Sadie Grace could have slept through the apocalypse, we went over to Ahno's house. We got Benny's bike, the stroller, and the two dogs (Pork Chop the Chihuahua and Leroy the Boston Terrier) and set out. Eight blocks later we were at the dog park, where Leroy and Benny had a ripping good time and Pork Chop watched haughtily from Ahno's lap.

The high point of the experience was when an enormous dog with wolf hair peed walked languidly over to my stroller and peed a river into my diaper bag. THANKS DOG. Then he peed on Benny's bike. Leroy got absolutely filthy, Benny got satisfactorily immersed in dogginess, and then we all marched home. That was fun too. But in a different way. In a "Crap, a giant wolf just peed in the diaper bag!" way.

Here's a picture of Leroy trying to protect the bike from the peeing wolf dog. You can see the wolf dog has no interest in Leroy's protestations, and only has unchecked, uninhibited urination on his mind.