Sunny and 75!

Boy, I cannot wait for spring to arrive! We had a sneak peek this weekend with the beautiful weather and lots of family time. I definitely enjoyed our trip to the coffee shop because mom gave you a scone, which you snuck bites to me. However, one day I'm going to open my own coffee shop that allows dogs. We look so sad staring in at our family's through the window. 

I really liked visiting the garden and chasing you through the dirt. You are so good about always saying hi to the "animals" there. I'm not sure you are aware the owl and rabbits are in fact fake.  You enjoying filling the water pots with rocks and dig in the dirt. But most of the times our trips here get cut short because you always poop your pants. Gardening must initiate some serious bowel movements. 

But my favorite part of the weekend was our trips to the mansion. It's our favorite secret special spot because we always seem to have it to ourselves.  It's special because that's where mom and dad got married! It's hard to imagine they had a life before us, but they showed us all the spots there...where they first saw each other, where they walked down the isle, where they stood in the fountain (which you are adamant about trying to get in). After all the sentiments that we act interested in listing too, we get to chase each other around. I prefer the stick method...you chase me while I run with the stick. But since you run like a bouncing bobble head, we usually don't get very far in that game. It's nice to have all my favorite people together in our favorite place to be...outside. 
 

Thanks for making my weekends filled with such joy. 

Love you sister,

Nelson 

 

 

 

 

Kitchen Conundrum

Whoever thought remodeling a kitchen with a toddler was a good idea should have to go sleep in the garage, because this week has been one big ball of stress for me. Mom too. Looks like mom and dad thought our kitchen needed a little brightening. Maybe buy some friggin lamps, but don't go destroying our space. 

During this adventure we've had to drink just tap water, have windows and doors open at all hours of the day to air out the toxins (do you know how on guard this makes me have to be?!), and have our entire kitchen thrown around the entire house. 

I complain, but I am thankful we have the house next door to live throughout the next few weeks. Mom has us having lots of picnics. Charlotte and I love this! She eats and plays. I eat her food while she plays! So far I've tried so much grain, a huge plus for this grain free guy. Dad hates it for obvious reasons. You know, because he prefers to eat his food and be able to enjoy it. Dream big dad. At least you're not being used as a jungle gym like mom. 

 

They tell me we've made progress. Only thing I can tell is we've made a mistake. No food in the cabinets, Charlotte thinks the floor is a present and keeps unwrapping all the paper (that's fun to watch dad try and keep that from happening), and I'm beginning to feel a tightness in my lungs from the paint fumes. 

They say I'll love it. I hope they're right. I'm almost out of dog food so I'll need that kitchen back in order for a batch to be made soon. 

Congrats on your soon-to-be new kitchen, we will suffer through this madness so you can have some light. 

Love, 

Bitter Nelson.