Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Shaun's coat

Being home yesterday I was able to make Shaun's coat. I forgot to take pictures on the process, but here is the end result.
Can you tell he likes orange? and black fleece inside, toasty warm.

How to crawl to mom

1. Smile at Aunt Shauna.
2. Rest it's a lot of work being cute.
3. Crawl bravely through the under the table route, cry when you find out it's not as much fun as it sounded.

Christmas, finally

I bet you didn't know that Dec. 31 doubles as Christmas day in a small corner of CA.
Shaun came home from his dad's house a day late due to weather and a tempting offer of $400 Delta dollars for taking a flight the next day.
Once we arrived home and met the doggy we packed up the presents and headed to Grandma and Grandpa's house.

A wrapped sphere, that bounces, what oh what can it be?
A basketball! Who could have guessed?
New skateboard.
Boarding before he can walk.
Cool dude!
Super Mario DS case.
Spike the Webkinz, from Uncle Mark Alan
Presents to the cousins

The elusive zhu zhu pet.
board games, loads of family fun.
Grandma made him pillowcases...
...and a quilt-awesome Hawaiian prints.
Grandpa and Grandma got presents too...and ice cream maker-can't wait for summer.

Christmas present

The newest addition to our family is a happy, healthy one year old-ish lab/ shepherd mix. He was found by some wonderful people in the skid row area of LA. They were able to coax him in and kept him in their office. I got an email forwarded to me about a lost puppy. After a few days thought I replied and nobody else had asked for him yet. Christmas eve he came home with me. We got to spend a good week together before Shaun got home. He is a good puppy (although still a puppy). He was obviously someone's dog, as long as he's on a leash he is a perfectly obedient dog, the second he is off he becomes the most disobedient creature, usually taking off for the dog next door.
Shaun's eyes were so big when he opened the front door to see a doggy standing there. "a dog, for real? To keep?" He named him Shiloh, after a book we had read together.

The bone was left out in the rain and came untwisted. He loves to play tug of war.

His favorite game is fetch. Fetch in the house is especially funny. I stand in the livingroom against the far wall and throw the rawhide bone toward the kitchen. He bounces after it trying to stop at the last minute. The kitchen floor usually sends him sliding into the cupboards at the far end. Shiloh loves it though, he gets the bone, brings it back then bounces after it, tumbling to a stop every time.
Shaun loves him, even if he gets annoyed some times-usually when Shiloh jumps on him to get his attention and ask for love.
He is a crazy dog that loves to move our shoes. Yes, move-he doesn't chew-just move, all of our shoes. I almost killed him one night though when he knocked over the Christmas tree and chewed two of my childhood ornaments (from 1979 and 1981 from my Grandparents). Whenever he gets out of the yard he runs over to the neighbors to try play with their dog. He has also jumped on the neighbor who is 9 months pregnant. Our cat also disappeared for 2 weeks. It was a direct protest for the arrival of the dog. He comes to me when I call him but I have to carry him to the house and protect him from the dog while he eats and naps.

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