Going to be a yucky day!

Mommy has decided that today is just yucky. She is still exhausted after yesterday and the fish tank stuff. I have been a ball of energy today…. insane energy. I came running up to Mommy and told her I had “poopies”. She whisked me to the bathroom and started gagging. I haven’t seen Mommy gag in ages over a diaper. I didn’t even make it to the changing table… straight to the tub. Mommy got me all clean and she was entering final rinse cycle on me and the water color turned rusty brown. Hmmmm. NOT ME!!!!! NOT ME!!!!

This happens every few years when the city flushes out water lines but Daddy called and they said they weren’t flushing any lines in the area. The city is sending someone out to look at it. In the mean time… it doesn’t smell funky just looks “off”. So we will stick to bottled beverages until it passes or the city tells us we have to boil it all!

It is foggy out and just feels like a gloomy day. Hopefully things will take a turn for the better.

Fish Tank Not Nice

Well, Mommy and Daddy opted to get a bunch of new stuff for my huge fish tank. Mommy spent all of my nap and then the time until Daddy got home from work getting all the fish acclimated and ready to go. Mommy got the new fish and invertebrates (2 jawfish, 1 fire-fish goby, 3 arrow crabs, 3 sand sifter star fish, some other crabs) into the tank right before Daddy got home.

I opted for a short nap because I was so excited about my new fish. Anyway, Mommy and Daddy spent the next… well… way past MY bedtime…. working on the tank. At 6pm everything was in the tank and secured to the rocks. Daddy offered to watch me so Mommy could go get a pedicure. Mommy turned down the offer because she has a cut on her foot and didn’t want to get any icky from the salon. WELL…Then the night took a turn for the worse for all those involved. My half-black angel fish started pecking at the new corals. She had to go! After 2 hours of yelling and screaming (mainly at the fish) no one could net the bugger. I went to bed and this is the story that I was told.

Mommy & Daddy took about 80% of the live rock out of the tank to eliminate all the hiding places. After about 1 hour of this unloading of the tank Mommy was finally able to net the fish (with Daddy’s help of course!). They also took out the coral beauty angel just to be safe. (Mommy said that one was EASY to catch!) Then came more raised tempers as Mommy & Daddy tried to put the live rock back in the tank like it was before. Eventually hands were thrown in the air and rocks were just put in where they looked nice and seamed to fit. At 11:30 Mommy took the two fish over to her friend Jamie’s house (Ethan’s Mommy) and put them in their tank to live or die. At that point the other option was the toilet and a flush! Mommy got home just before midnight and helped Daddy finish cleaning up the house.

What an ordeal! And why did we all want a fish tank again???

Mommy & Daddy still have to epoxy the new corals to the live rocks, AGAIN! But that task will wait until this afternoon when I take my nap.

Mommy and Daddy felt terrible that I didn’t get much attention last night… just a lot of cartoons. I cried a lot but I know it was for my safety that I wasn’t allowed to be underfoot. Plus both Mommy & Daddy were REALLY grumpy. Everyone is fine today, just a little tuckered out!

Hunter escaped… sort of!

Today Mommy and I were waiting at home for the FedEx person to deliver a new box of stuff for the fish-tank. Since we now have the “fish guy” to help with the cleaning fo the tank Mommy & Daddy are more confident about investing in corals and fish.

Anyhow, when the box came Mommy brought it inside and the doorbell rang again. Someone from the city checking on the kitchen completion. Mommy came back inside, locked up and we headed for the playground. I had been waiting all morning for the fish box to come so we could go to the playground. Every time I heard a truck driving down the street I would insist to Mommy that it was “TIME TO GO TO THE PLAYGROUND!”

We had a blast at the playground. I can even climb the ENTIRE rock wall on my own now and go down the BIG BIG slide. Mommy said she was very proud of me!

We got home and came in the house and heard a whining from the front porch. Mommy figured it was one of the “feral” cats that have been living in our yard for the last week or so. She looked out the peep-hole and saw HUNTER!!! Ugh!

He must have escaped to the front screened in porch when Mommy was talking to the man from the city. He was fine… but when we let him in… Clover and Sneaky Pie had a MAJOR hissy fit. It took nearly an hour for them to re-accept him into the house! Those silly girls!

5 weeks

Five weeks from today (Jan 16th, 2008) I will become a big brother. Ugh! The time has just flown by so quickly. Mommy and Daddy still haven’t decided on a name but the list is now very short. Mommy has been “nesting” the last few weeks… she is trying to make sure everything is ready before Christmas so there are no issues.

I am really getting excited but still not sure what to expect. I just want to play with my baby brother. But Mommy said it will be a little while before is he able to really play! So until then I will help out Mommy any way I can!

5 weeks!!!! UGH!

Engineering 101

So this morning I woke Mommy up with a holler of “I dropped my stick!” Mommy looked confused when she came in my room… “Stick, what stick?” I pointed to the ground and there was a little 1.5 inch long red plastic stick. Mommy said she knew instantly it was a peg from a toy of mine. The toy is a little rectangle full of pegs that when you push against something it takes the form… like your face, hand or a toy. Mommy then asked me where the toy was so she could replace the peg that fell out. I pulled the toy from the bag at the end of my bed…. it was missing about half of the pegs. Mommy grinned and asked where the other “sticks” were. I told here they were under my pillow. She asked me how they got out of the toy. I told her they “fell out”.

We gathered all the sticks and sat on the floor together and put the toy back together. Mommy asked again how they “fell out” and I said… “my fingers did it!” My toy is fixed and now moved to the non-night-night toy pile.