Author: Dad

So, I freaked out tonight.  Daddy left the house after work and said he didn’t know how late he would be home.  A while later, Mommy had the TV on and there was Daddy!  I melted down and was panicking about getting Daddy out of the TV.  “GET HIM OUT. HELP!!! GET DADDY OUT”   Mommy reassured me all was well, and eventually Daddy came home and I was happy he was out of the TV. (Although he did threaten that if I didn’t behave a little better, he would find a way to get me on TV.)  Daddy said he was at a Clearwater City Council meeting to complain about the fact that they intend on demolishing the restrooms at Woodgate Park.  We think that’s plain stupid and shortsided.  The basketball courts and soccer fields pull in a large crowd and without them, everyone will just pee on a tree.  How dumb.  Anyway, they said they would bring it up in a work session.

(You can see Daddy at The City of Clearwater’s City Council Streaming Video website and look for the March 20, 2008 meeting.  If that doesn’t work, try The main Clearwater Government page and click on “streaming video.” Daddy is in agenda item 6 “Hear from Citizens on items not on the agenda”. Daddy felt foolish and was very nervous – there were hundreds of people at the meeting for other reasons and he was delaying them from talking since they were on the agenda.)

Even though I still eat my veggies like broccoli and corn and carrots, Mommy and Daddy have gotten somewhat frustrated that it can take me an hour or so of goading before I eat enough of my lunch/dinner to satisfy my daily caloric needs. So, figuring that V8 is a good source of veggies and that I love juice, Mommy and Daddy bought a 24 pack of V8 (original) from Costco last night. They put it in my sippy cup this morning when I asked for juice.

I took a deep swig thinking it was Orange Juice. NOT! My reaction: “Blech… That’s yucky juice” followed by a high speed, high force throw of my sippy cup into the kitchen floor. Hard enough that my V8 came out of the cup onto the floor!

So, V8 original isn’t for me. Anyone have any ideas on alternative flavors or alternate veggy sources??? I love carrots… maybe something based on carrots instead of tomatoes??? Maybe Mommy and Daddy should have gotten it *really* *really* cold first?

Peeps… I think my baby bro’s tub (which was my tub in years past) is awesome! I’m soooo not giving it back to him. It’s mine! All mine! Mommy and Daddy think it’s funny that I really like this little tub, but hey… I’m different and proud of it!

So, today was interesting. I’ve been crabby all day. Mommy and Daddy do however take accountability for this. They stuck me in the car a bit before 9 this morning and ran errands until 1 pm. They did buy me a fun new sandbox/water table combo for when I potty train. Nevertheless I was CRANKY by the time we got home at 1 pm. I refused to take a nap because I didn’t have any down time/outdoor play time.

So, after 2 hours of self quiet play in my room (which I did without much fuss), I got aggressive and hit and bit Mommy and Daddy. Mommy started to cry. Well, Mommy and Daddy had enough and took me out back to haul sand. In this case it was haul the play sand from my old (too big with my new playhouse) sandbox around to the front of the house to partly fill in the hole from the old tree. I didn’t listen very well and would sprint ahead with my bucket to the front yard. Mommy and Daddy got very upset with me because I wasn’t listening and was endangering myself.

Eventually, after one sprint down the side of the house and out to the front yard with the last of the sand, Daddy had enough and shut the gate locking me and Mommy in the back yard. I was NOT happy.

Daddy went to trim the Pentas (http://hort.ifas.ufl.edu/shrubs/PENLANA.PDF) in back and I kept getting in the way, wanting to help, but not listening and endangering myself. Eventually Mommy took me in for a bath.

Getting around to the title of this post…
Daddy, being sooooo frustrated at me stayed in the backyard and trimmed 1/3 to 1/2 of the palms in the backyard. The Travelers (http://hort.ufl.edu/trees/RAVMADA.pdf) and
Areca’s (http://hort.ufl.edu/trees/CHRLUTA.pdf) had some die-back during the one night of freezing weather and high winds we’ve had this winter. Mommy and Daddy didn’t want to trim back the plants until we were probably clear of any other freezing weather, figuring that if they did trim back it would freeze again and damage more of the plants.

Well, as Daddy finished the last bits of tidy up and got ready to come in and shower Mommy said “I like when you get frustrated with Breighton and want to avoid him” and had this, well, impish look. I’m kind of worried that if I’m not careful, Mommy will ensnare me in her never-ending (and Daddy says hopeless) plans to train Daddy!

Anyway, love to all of you! I’m hoping I get a good night’s sleep tonight!

eating peanut butter cups… ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Suffice it to say, I like my version better than the “standard” one 🙂