If it ain't one thing it's anotha

Have you heard the "some days you are the bug, some days you are the windshield" analogy? Well yesterday it  felt like I was having a bug kind of day. Nothing that a good nights sleep last night didn't fix, but STILL....bad days on Mondays just really suck.
The beginning of my spiral technically started on Saturday when we took Brooklyn into the vet for a check up. What I thought was going to be something really quick and low keyish turned into the vet explaining to me how our sweet babe needs dental work. Now...once upon a time Garret needed dental work and we pretty much made him suck it up for 6 months until we had benefits, but for some reason neither of us feel this is a viable option for our girl. I was explaining the issue to our friend Emma who reminded me of a Simpson's episode complete with a photo:

This is pretty much exactly how the vet explained it.  The downhill spiral kicked into effect yesterday afternoon when the quote for the dental work came through. And so Miss Brooklyn inherits a new nickname to add to the list "Money Pit" Good thing she is so flipping cute

[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="487"] Well...at least I don't need orthodontics![/caption]

A Fetus By Any Other Name Would Be As Fetusy

    Garret and I decided that we will not be finding out the sex of Baby W. Well to be honest I have waffled a little since our original discussion on the matter but G will not budge. My mostly fake argument of "my body my choice" was met with an "our baby our choice" reply. And thus we are waiting!

One of the downsides of this is that we now get to have "discussions" on both boy and girl names. Apparently I lean towards the hippy choices, and Garret leans towards more boring ones. Somehow he has known (and hated) someone with most of the names I suggest. He also comes up with the most ridiculous nicknames and worries our kids will get teased...I try to explain that kids would not be as creative but he doesnt agree.

Since we won't have a personal pronoun with which to address said fetus, we have been auditioning nicknames over the past few weeks. (I HATE saying "it" when referring to our soon-to-be-newest family member) G vetoed any variation of fruit or veggie nick names and so we have settled on Gus. Short for Gus Gus
As in this Guy:

[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="614"] I think I can fit one more in here[/caption]

Gus is making me chubby, a bit brain dead and a huge fan of all things food. Plus G and I have a soft place in our hearts for mice. See here. and Here.

Daddy's gal

[caption id="attachment_1819" align="aligncenter" width="388"] Oh hey...whatcha makin' up there?[/caption]

She is so funny, our furry girl.  Definitely a Daddy's girl, we notice wherever G goes, she is close behind.  Our morning routine has been swapped up a little bit as of late and missy isn't liking that she and I are down stairs having breakfast while G is getting ready upstairs.  Yesterday she just decided brave our steep slippery stairs and G had the surprise of his life hopping out of the shower, to find someone waiting for him.  (We still can't get her to go down the stairs, and so we carry her like the princess she is)  She will still snuggle indiscriminately...whomever is in snuggle range will receive a lump of fur on their lap. But if "Dad" is doing something of interest no cajoling on my part can get her to come see me (well maybe if I tried cheese dipped in peanut butter, I bet that would get her attention)  I just found it adorable  yesterday, G was making dinner and when I peeked my head around the corner I saw her lurking.  Desperately hoping that Dad is as clumsy as Mum and will end up dropping a delicious treat.  I just picture our life together in a few years, the dog on one side and Baby W on the other, both vying for G's attention as my lap remains empty....hummmm I think the treat bribing shall commence immediately!

7 months down

7 months down and we are:

• Preparing to launch a full scale attack on the outside of our house


• Remembering why it is a good idea to rake up ALL the leaves in the fall (our lawn has a few squishy piles left from the fall)


• Enjoying our time just the two of us, after having one of our friends living with us for 2 months


• Choosing paint colours for the downstairs bathroom (one small project we decided to undertake)


• Researching strollers, play pens, breast pumps and the like.  Garret is over the moon with excitement. Obviously.


• Craving: popsicles, oranges, cheese, avocados and burgers


• Gathering supplies for the mother of all spring cleaning sessions


• Realizing that naming a human being is 500 times harder than naming our dog


• Hopeful that spring really is just around the corner


• Making a billion lists of things to do, to buy, to make before the fall

Holdin on to one another's hand

...because we were definitely running just as fast as we can (could).  We have been taking advantage of how light it is in the evenings lately to get out and run around with Brooklyn.  She absolutely loves getting to whip around and chase after us.  We hit up a school playground on our way home from visiting friends the other night. Even though we kept her on her leash we flew around that field and she loved life.  I am so glad we have decided to finish fencing in our backyard this spring.  It will be nice to have more room for her to fly around off leash, chasing balls, squirrels and anything else that tickles her fancy.  I kept trying to take photos but the low light/iPhone combo didn't work out so well, resulting in a blurry pic.  I wish it illustrated the sheer joy in that pups face as she lead Garret, tearing towards me and leaping into my waiting lap.