It’s hard to believe Oscar will be 3 years old in December. As bad as the puppy stage is, or maybe I should say – as bad as it was with Oscar, it goes by fast and sometimes I wish he was still a baby. He still acts somewhat like a puppy. He can reach the pages that print in the new printer and the minute he hears it getting ready to start printing, he runs to wait to grab the paper and shred it. We’re working on stopping that. He will still shred any kind of paper he finds. He still wants to play with butterflies and dragonflies.
A couple of nights ago, he was sitting on my legs looking at me. He’s still wild and crazy, feisty and can be grumpy and snippy but he’s still sweet and he loves me . . maybe as much as I love him. He always looks like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders.
Oscar has been so concerned about Cooper. I’m anxious for Cooper to get back to being able to play with Oscar just so Oscar can stop worrying about him.
montanaclarks says
I can’t wait for Kayce to be older–she is a terror! Shreds anything she can find, snatches our napkins off our laps at meal time, anything! Has forgotten the meaning of the word “come.” Yet, right now she is snuggled down in the chair next to me snoozing–the terrorist is calm.
judy.blog@gmail.com says
Those moments almost make the terror hours worth it. 🙂
When I say “Come” Oscar, and now Cooper will watch to see if I have anything in my hand or if I reach in my pocket. If not . . it’s no go!