Des loves his daddy

Kolt's been in Wyoming working over night and we're missing him. Good thing he comes back today so its a short trip. Its always more fun to be the one traveling than the one who has to stay home.

We have ourselves a climber

I turned around yesterday and this is what I saw:

Zoom out a little:

Yep that would be Des sitting on top of a pillow, on a pillow, on our remaining flooring. He got up there all by himself too! He was so proud! Then he tried to get back down...it was harder than climbing up

then he climbed up again! This time, with his phone so he could make a few calls, do some dancing, and fall off and smack his face on the diaper box he pushed off of the stack. But he took it like a man and only cried for a moment. This kid is getting crazy!

Just Walkin' the Dog

When we go on walks, Des likes to hold the leash for the dog. So this morning when he found the leash on the floor, he toddled over to Kobe and tried to attach it to him. This mostly resulted in a painful YELP! from the dog and me running over to save him. After a brief discussion on "being soft" Des apologized profusely to Kobe and promised to never grab fistfuls of fur/face/paw again.  I happily attached the leash to the right place on Kobe's collar and Des was off with Kobe in tow

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best buddies!

Speaking of Kobe...he is the most finicky dog I have ever known! He started out life a tiny muffin of a puppy (don't they all?) with his mom being only 4 lbs and his dad only 2 lbs. We thought he'd stay close to that but no. He now weighs in around 15 lbs. So close. But we're coping. 

He started scratching like crazy during his first summer and it was established he has allergies. Great. But not too bad. Then he started getting ear infections. Alright...we're still managing. The vet informed us that it was probably food allergies so we had to find some food that wouldn't make him scratch or make his ears fill with fluid. So we eliminated beef. Still scratching. Next we tried to nix chicken. Still scratching. So it was on to no chicken/no beef and wallah! Do you know how hard it is to get food without chicken/beef ingredients? They say it has no chicken or beef but then you read the ingredients and it does. Evil dog food industry. And the price keeps going up when you start eliminating those go-to dog food ingredients.  Somewhere down the line I tried fish too and the scratching started up. End result, we have a Pork and Sweet Potato mix that he gets and nothing else. Ever. 

Then these past few weeks Kobe has had some potty problems. It all started when he peed on Des for Mother's Day. I'm sure it was him trying to get his place back in the Davie's food-chain but its when it all started. Then a few days later I had a lovely stream of pee aaaallll across my upstairs. Front to back. No joke. I was going to sell the dog right then. He knows better than that. Next came the day I had my dad and brother over for dinner. Luckily we replaced the carpet downstairs with our awesome wood floors. The dog did it again. Front to back, peed all the way to the backdoor while I stood there and watched. My mouth was open and I just stood there and pointed. That's when my dad said there was something wrong with the dog and I agreed. 

My grandpa was nice enough to pay for the vet visit and it ended up that Kobe *probably* has a bladder infection (but it could be stones--but there was NO WAY I was paying for x-rays. I'll sell the dumb dog before that).  So he needs some antibiotics and new food. Then I mentioned his food allergies and the vet said something like, "oh. that makes it a little more complicated." You're telling me, man. Geeze. Plus, Kobe has been acting "stiff in his back legs" so it could be arthritis. ARTHRITIS?! This dog is only TWO!! 

Long story, not very short...we blew through $200 in vet bills and new food/supplements/prescription yesterday. I mentioned the fact that we couldn't eat for a week and the vet apologized and said, "have a nice day!" Yessiree, we will. Or at least Kobe will. I told him he had to get a job at the next circus coming through town to pay for his expensive habits. 

What a weekend!

This weekend was filled to the brim!

First, Des, my father, and I headed out to the annual Cherry Creek Desert Race which Kolt's dad is president of. Kolt had left the night before to help the family set up and get stuff ready. After driving for waaaaay too long we decided that since my phone switched over to pacific time we were a little lost. This was a Utah race, after all. Nevada sure was pretty this time of year. Especially at 7 am. (jk about the pretty part...although the mountains looked nice.) We finally made it and had lots of fun helping out and hanging with the family. I only messed up one page of results...oops. Its hard to find good help these days.  I'll stick to sewing. I'm not much help doing motorcycle stuff! Speaking of sewing...take a look at this cutie's new racing shirt. I had to alter a bigger one to fit this little guy. I shortened the sleeves and the length but left the tummy alone for the most part. Good thing too, look at how tight it is!

Des loved watching the motorcycles zoom past, he wasn't scared in the slightest! It's in his blood. His name comes from a desert racer, for pete's sake! This kid's gonna race (or his dad may just sell him).

After a day in the sun Des crashed and my dad and I decided we were tired too. We headed home and all went to bed early. Sunday we tried to recover from the day before...I ended up sewing this cute church bag for Des' Quiet Book of Wonders. I put a spiffy sippy cup pocket on the side and would've done some more pockets on the inside but I didn't have enough fabric. Its what happens when you don't have a pattern in mind before you buy the fabric. O well. Its still cute!

Des' 10 o'clock shadow

The secret to a full manly beard? Chocolate animal crackers. We're gonna be millionaires.

Four generations (again!)

We kind of ran into Kolt's Grandpa Davies at a wedding over the weekend. It kinda makes me giggle to see that half of Kolt's family work (as far as his grandpa and uncle go). They just casually make the drive from Colorado without really informing anyone (at least not Kolt's dad). And not even together. But we're always happy to see them and Kolt wanted to snap a few more photos while we were together. Its also interesting to see what's going to happen to Kolt and ultimately Des with the age progression. They're all pretty much clones of each other.

Des was pretty confused with his great uncle Mike because he looks so similar to his grandpa Rob. When we first got there he looked like he was going to go see him but then he did a second take and thought otherwise. It was pretty funny. Then grandpa Rob showed up and the puzzle was solved!

I love this kid

Some babies don't like waking up. Some don't even like going to bed for that matter...not Des. He wakes up, sits up (sometimes suddenly--it freaks me out when I'm in the room. Like some zombie baby or something!), and just looks around. If I'm downstairs I just wait for the soft "Thud! Thud! Thud!" of his head hitting the side of the bed. He's a little weird like that but it makes enough noise for me to hear him. If he starts to cry I know he's not ready to get up so I just lay him back down, give him his blankie and he closes his eyes like a little angel. Man, I lucked out with this guy (it's all those times I didn't win at BINGO. My luck finally kicked in when it actually mattered!)  My next baby is going to be a terror, I just know it.  I'm counting my blessings, for sure!