Tuesday Really Already??

Halloween morning Mason and I got up and started getting ready to go to Grandma Shirley's for trick or treating. I had Mason's costume all ready. I wasn't able to find what I wanted so I had Cammie pick up a ducky in size 3T. I wanted to be sure it would fit.
Marianne called and had me bring down a couple of other costumes that had been handed down to me from all the nephews over the years because she couldn't decide what she wanted Hunter to be. I am really glad she did because Mason's costume that Cammie picked up was too little.
There is no way it was actually a 3T considering it fit my cousins little boy who is 11 months. I was less than thrilled. Mason ended up being a green dinosaur instead and wouldn't keep his hood up.

Morgan trying to get Mason into his too small costume.

Mason was not thrilled.

We get all ready to go trick or treating and Mason decides that he would rather stay inside and play with this semi. I had to carry him kicking and screaming outside.

He was okay once he realized that he got to ride in the wagon. He was so excited!

Most of the parents. I got yelled at for taking this picture. Supposedly I was to give warning. I tried that and all I got was a bunch of fingers and backs.

This house was awesome.
They gave away free cans of pop and had a claw machine that you could actually win stuff out of.

I don't think the neighbors were too thrilled they were all across the street complaining.
It made me really glad that I live in the country and don't have to worry about neighbors.




This creepy clown followed us all over the neighborhood.
I think he just scaring my cousin Jessica. I can't believe she is still afraid of clowns.

Donnie filling my phone with dirty picture messages.

Somehow Hunter got a coke. His first one ever and Marianne was less than thrilled, especially when she found out it was by her husband.

Hunter didn't want to share his Coke so he gave Mason a Capri Sun.

I have no clue what they were tempting my son with but he was excited.

It really could have been anything shinny he is his fathers after all. I know my good wife side is coming out.

We finally made it to Mom's about 11:30 or so. After Isaac got sick all over Grandma's carpet and couch. We still have no idea what made him sick. He hadn't eaten any candy and I can attest to that. I have my suspicions that it was just excitement. Cammie called me from the interstate saying that he also threw up all over the backseat and wanted me to follow her into Glenwood to get him some 7-UP. She is lucky she caught me because I was right at that exit and had to pull over anyways otherwise I would have dropped her call. Stupid cell phones and all.

When I finally made it to Mom's I had to wait for her to get there to help me carry stuff in. I don't know how she got so far behind us considering we all left at the same time and Cammie and I stopped in Glenwood. Sometimes I wonder about her.

Saturday and Sunday we spent over at Mom and Dads doing nothing. Marianne came down Saturday and brought the boys. I was little surprised to see her again so soon because they had been at Grandmas the night before. Evidently Jesse was hunting and she didn't want to sit at home all day with the boys alone. I can't really say as that I blame her. Her boys are naughty. I had to resist the urge to put a blindfold on Mason the whole day. He did pick up a couple of things while we were there but they weren't the bad things. I sure Austin would be thrilled if they had been bad.

Uncle Guy Guy (my brother Donnie Guy) feeding Mason cheese puffs.

Morgan and Mason. I think it is really scary how much they look alike.

I have photos of Morgan at Masons age and the only way you can tell them apart is by the dress Morgan is wearing.

Mason will not ask for food. He stands beside you and looks innocent until you give him some.

This is almost the look he gives you when he wants some of what your eating.

Really who could resist such a cute little face.

He thought it was fun for Morgan to push him around the yard in this car.

I don't think Morgan agreed.

Mason didn't want to share. He was rather upset that Isaac was in the wagon.

Mason and I went over to the Great-Grandparents house on Monday and Tuesday for the bulk of the days because everyone else works. They love to see him. Even when he is really naughty. Lately he has been liking to take the couch cushions off and run up and down the couch. By the time we get ready to leave he is wore out and the house is a wreck. That is how they want it and Mason generally doesn't get into trouble when we are there. Well unless what he does is really bad because Grandma doesn't like to see him cry. I'm not one to argue with an almost 80 year-old woman so he gets away with a lot.

Wednesday we headed back up to my Grandma Shirley's. My cousin Jessica was having a Home Interior party. Mom, Marianne and Cameron were to go with us but Cameron was sick with sinus infection and the wind was blowing really hard and so Marianne didn't want to drive the 45 minutes into town. Mom was up there to pick up Dad because he totalled his van by hitting a deer Monday morning on the way to work but the weather was getting bad, it was starting to rain, and they had some errands to run before they could go home so she didn't stay. They were delayed in going home a little bit because of a tornado warning for Fremont County but they made it home safely.

Grandma, Mason and I made it the 4 houses to Jessica's by car because it was still raining and Grandma had just got her hair done the night before. Grandma has gotten her hair done once a week since she was 17. I think the only thing that has changed is the color.

Jessica had a pretty good turnout. Especially considering how horrible the weather was. I got the cutest little sunflower plaques to put in my bathroom when it is completed. Which had better be by the 7th of December because I am having a PartyLite show here at the house and I still don't have everything I got last time hung up. There is no way I would try to put out all my PartyLite stuff because it would look hodgepodge with the variety of stuff but I do want to get out the pieces that I like. I have most of it put away so that Mason doesn't break it. I figure the bulk of it will stay put away until he leaves for college in 17 years.

After her party Jessie came down and we ordered Chinese and rented Baby Mama.

Thursday morning came way too fast. My Aunt Cheryl came over for pancakes and gossip. When she finally left Grandma's, we made our way to JCPenny so that I could get my bath mats with my birthday money and Grandma's discount. I ended up getting really really nice mats for less than I would have paid at Wal-Mart. Austin was surprised and didn't believe me until I showed him the receipt. I don't know why he doubted me.

Mason and I finally got out of Council Bluffs about 2. Traffic was moving smoothly and we actually beat Austin home, I couldn't believe it. That hasn't happened very many times.

Rodeo!!

My cousin and her boyfriend were sitting in these spots but Mason pushed them off.

I had drool running down my arm and dripping off my elbow. Gross!!

Mason fell asleep during the bull riding and was out for the night. He slept through the walk down the bleachers, getting transfered to the stroller, the bumpy ride to the car, getting transfered to the carseat, getting taken out of the car seat, and finally the walk in the house and getting put in the pack-n-play.

Puppies and the sort..

Why does it seem like when you are the busiest that that is when everything will go wrong?
Friday really REALLY early morning Hyde decided to throw up all over our bed. Over the next 24 hours wasn't able to keep anything down and was swollen around the middle. Hyde is usually a very active little dog and would think nothing of jumping on my kitchen counters. He was really sick and was just not himself. he wouldn't even jump on to the couch or over the baby gate and didn't want to be touched. Odd for a little lap dog so Saturday we had to take him for an emergency vet visit. Turns out we had a right to be concerned he was very sick with pancreatitis. Now we are on antibiotics for 7 days and on prescription food. So three-hundred dollars later we have a puppy on the mind. He is feeling a lot better but is not up to his usual self quite yet.
We are currently looking for another outside dog. The dog we currently have, Bubber, came with the property and is 14 years old and has started to have seizures. I am afraid his days are coming to an end. We would like to get another one soon so that it can learn from Bubber how to stay close to the house, bark at strangers and where to sleep. Hopefully in the next month or so we will have one.
My husband wanted to be involved in the search until I ruled out: Boxers, Pitt Bulls, Great Danes, Dobermans, Mastiffs, Basset Hounds, Boston Terriers, Bulldog, Bull Terriers, Bull Mastiffs, Dogue de Bordeaux, German Shepherd, German Pinscher, Rottweiler, Saint Bernard, or any mixed of above aforementioned or miniatures of aforementioned.
I want something that will be good with Mason and will warn in case of trouble but isn't able to kill me if I correct it for something. I know some of the breeds I mentioned are good dogs for some people but not for us. Some I ruled out because of aggressive tendencies, or too big dog poopie piles. The DPP must be of a manageable level. I like to walk around outside barefoot and don't want to step in a steamy DPP that would cover my foot.
Instead of argueing with me about it Austin decided it was wisest to just let me pick.
As I was typing this my mom called and I told her we were looking for an outside dog and she told me Darin's girlfriend Tasia had some mini Australian Shepherds which are my dream dogs and sell for around $500-$800. Therefore the 'dream'. She is asking $25. She has two a red merle male and a black tri female. So a little call to Austin and we are getting two puppies this weekend. I am so excited I could just break into song but being unable to carry a tune I think I will refrain. Friday cannot come soon enough.
Amazing how fast things work when your mom works at a vet clinic.

Yeah!!

I got my car back today. Yesterday my friend, Jess, and I, with all the kids, went to town and dropped my car off to have the windshield fixed. I am so happy to have it back with no cracked windshield. Now I can drive farther than Town. Naturally because of this I am going to Mom and Dad's for the weekend. I am so excited. I haven't seen them since Christmas. I don't think I've ever gone that long before.
Anyways I leave on Thursday and get home on Monday. I told Cameron that I was going to get there Friday night. I lied to her because I want to spend some time with mom and dad alone. That way mom doesn't have to fight to hold her own grandson. Well, that and that way Cameron's boys won't fight to stay the night with Aunt Lola. Love them to death but don't want to sleep with them. They hog the bed and always seem to have "accidents" in bed. I don't like to wake up wet smelling of pee. Maybe it’s just me. Friday Mason and I are going to go spend the day with Austin's grandparents. They like to see all the new stuff Mason is doing. Friday afternoon I have to pick Isaac up from the babysitters for his birthday. I will have to make it look like I am just getting down there from my house though. They, Cameron and her boys, get mad if they don't see me the night we get there.
Saturday we are going through the storage room at Mom's. Cameron was in it a couple of days ago and ran across some 18-24 month clothes for Mason. This makes me very happy because the 12-month clothing he is wearing now is almost too little. I also have to pick up some clothes from Marianne's. When I picked up clothes from her before Mason was born she gave me all of her stuff up to the 18-month mark. Little Hunter was still wearing his 18-month stuff at 24 months of age. If Mason keeps growing like he is we will be handing clothes down to Hunter instead of him giving stuff to Mason.