Stories for C

Entertaining my daughter has become my favorite past time. She listens intently to my stories with rapture. It makes me feel very interesting.

I tell her that she is Princess Caroline, daughter to Queen Momma and the King of Reis Ave. I explain to her that the King and Queen wanted her so badly, but had to wait years for the beautiful princess to be born. I tell her how special she is.

I also must tell her about her adopted siblings and the kingdoms from which they hail.

Prince Franklin used to reign over the kingdom of waterfalls. The waterfalls all dried up so Queen Momma and the King of Reis Ave adopted him. As you know, he loves to drink water. His favorite is drips from the sink. This is because he misses his kingdom and the plentiful free flowing fresh water, so we comfort him with drips. We try not to get mad when he knocks over all the water glasses...

Princess Sammy is from the land of Sunshine. In her native land, the sun always shines bright and the breeze is cool. Princess Sammy can usually be found laying in the sunshine, reminiscing about her home. She also likes to chase the reflection of her collar from the sun. She is always chasing the sunshine.

Then there are other characters that Miss C has come to know, like Jazzy Jay. Jazzy Jay is not the best influence, but he sure is entertaining. He is a lion that entertains princess Caroline before bed. His bad habits have left him with a raspy voice (too many cigarettes) and songs/stories about late nights in the club. He doesn't come around during the day because he's always too hungover. He told Caroline just last night that he drinks the Jack and smokes the crack!! Like I said, not a good influence, but she sure likes his stories. We might have to get him into rehab.

I have to remind the King of everyone's backstory on occasion - his memory isn't as good as the Queen Momma.

Do you have any interesting characters at your house that I should tell Caroline about?

Happiness

So I'm totally loving life right now. Every day I get the joy of being reunited with my smiling baby girl. Every day I have something to look forward to. I'm on a baby high right now. It MIGHT have something to do with the fact that she slept through the night till 6 AM last night! Or maybe this is just how great life is right now.

Maybe the craziness of going back to work and introducing the whole family to a new routine while rehabilitating an injured pet was so intense that I'm uber appreciative of status quo.

No matter what it is, I like it.

Some pictures from this weekend courtesy of Grandpa (padre)

Poor Poor Puppy

As if going back to work and leaving my new baby girl behind isn't hard enough on it's own, Sammy threw a wrench into the mix. Last Sunday she was playing in the back yard and hurt herself. We don't know what she was doing but she came hopping up to Hubs, weight dispursed among three of her four limbs. The fourth hind limp was hanging limply at her side. Hubs and I checked her up and down for surface injuries. There were none.

We took her to the vet to discover that she tore her ACL and needed surgery to regain the use of her leg

Wait. Hold on a second. Let me repeat that for you

She tore her ACL and needed surgery

Why did I need to repeat that? Because it cost so much effing money that I have to write it twice.

Life throws you curve balls  I guess. So the past week has been sheer craziness with Hubs and I tag-teaming the baby car and dog recovery. With all of Sammy's meds and strict instructions to keep her calm (DO YOU KNOW MY DOG?) she required exponentially more attention than Caroline.

Things I've learned about Sammy during recovery
1. The vet must be crazy for suggesting SHE remain inactive for 6 weeks. See 4 and 5

2. She HATES the cone that she must wear to ensure she doesn't lick her stitches

3. If you can get her in the cone, she will only move forward. Because she won't back up, she sometimes ends up stuck in the corner of the room. see number 4

4. She is strong and determined sometimes requiring both me and hubs to hold her down, pick her up, administer meds. There have been times when we have our hands full of Sammy's resistance and Caroline decides to start crying. Where are the extra hands I ordered from Amazon?

5. She is set in her ways. Even though we moved her food up to the level where she is quarantined, she still attempts to runs downstairs  to check where her food used to be.

6. She hates being iced down - see number 4

7. Peanut Butter is a Godsend for getting Sammy to take the myriad of pills prescribed. Now she knows the sound of the peanut butter jar being opened.

Luckily she is done with one of the 6 meds she is on and the stitches come out on Sat. The bruising is already looking better. Our only concern now is keeping her calm so she heals properly and doesn't injure the OTHER LEG!