"Mom, the puppy's in the tub!"

Apparently Piper is warming up to Parker. She hates taking a bath, but evidently, Parker makes it look fun. And yes, I am that mom that got my camera so I could take a picture before I took the dog out of the tub (don't worry, Brady was watching the kids:)!

For sale: female yorkshire terrier

I have a dog. Piper is like my first born; I love her and completely spoiled her when we first got her. That small misstep is coming back to bite me in the butt. Piper is now going through her terrible two's and completely jealous of her little brother. When we first found out I was pregnant, we were very worried about how Piper would react. She doesn't exactly make friends very quickly with other things her size--she is a little too hyper for most other dogs. Most people love her because she is so friendly, but part of what they like about her is that they get to leave her at our house when they go home, ha. She can be crazy!! For example, a bad word in our house is "kitty". If anyone says kitty, Piper immediately goes to the back door and starts barking up a storm and then runs back and forth from the window to the door. She also has a bad habit of gnawing on our hands when she has to go to the bathroom. She is so bad that my dad even made a comment--pre-pregnancy--that we should wait to have kids because we didn't discipline our dog!

In comes Parker...at first, Piper was pretty well behaved. For the most part, she just ignored Parker, but at the same time, wanted to be where he was. For example, when I am feeding Parker, Piper will come and lay right behind his back, sometimes half-way on top of him! She is just always right there. Lately, she has been going crazy (literally, just imagine a dog going crazy) for attention. I have been buying bags of busy bones every week just to bribe her to be good. Her other method of getting attention has been pooping on the rugs. Yesterday, I actually threw Parker's rug away. This is normally Piper's favorite place to poop in the house (I know what you're thinking, and no, she did not poop there before Parker was born), but this time I accidentally stepped in it and it was smushed beyond repair. I am kind of at the point of wondering if she will ever get better! So, if you're interested in a cute yorkie, even just for a couple of days, let us know!

Mental Breakdown...almost

So, last week, Brady painted the bug's room. I was so happy that he was able to get it finished before he left! The one thing left to do was to put up the chair rail and paint it. Originally, my dad was going to help Brady last Friday, but something came up and he wasn't able to. Brady left for San Antonio on Saturday and so he couldn't do it then, but my dad and grandpa offered to do it while he was gone, yay! They put up the chair rail on Saturday morning and it looks so nice! I couldn't wait to paint it! Both Brady and my mom told me to wait until Brady got back, but I am not a very patient person and don't listen as well as I should. So of course, I decide on Sunday morning before church to do it myself. Not a smart idea. So, because I am such a smart girl, I decide to take the dog outside with me to the garage to look for the paint while talking on the phone. My first mission was to find the right gallon of paint; no problem. Then, I just had to get from inside the garage to the house carrying both the paint and the dog while talking on the phone...again, not a good idea. (Oh, and don't tell Brady I was holding the dog; I'm pretty sure his sympathy meter would go way down if he knew that!) Right as I'm opening the door, the gallon of paint falls out of my hand and opens on the garage floor. Paint is everywhere, Piper is trying to get out of my arms and my phone is starting to fall, eeeeek!! Lucky for Brady, ha, I'm talking to him on the phone while this is happening and just start balling. Not just crying, but uncontrollable sobs about what a mess it is and how I can't get it cleaned up and how I wish he was there. I have the nicest husband in the world; I still can't believe he is able to stay cool when this happens sometimes! Plus, he always knows what to say...he told me to leave the mess and go take a nap, ha. He is definitely a dad in the making!!

P.S. I didn't take a nap and I did get the trim painted, but I did not make it to church. I had paint all over me and it took forever to get it off. Actually, I still have some paint in my hair as I type this right now!