Weekends with Willow

So this weekend I spent most of the time at my rents house with Willowbug and Jess making cookies and candy and such for the holidays and the upcoming events.  Willow was sick the whole time and did nothing but sleep.  The kid never wants to sleep or just be quiet and lay down, but this weekend she did nothing but that.  I was sad for her.  



Before we realized however that she may not have been feeling well we took a trip to Walmart.  This is pretty much when we got the hint because she wanted to be held and coddled.  But we made the best of it.  We hid things in my shirt so Papa wouldn't see us throw it in the cart. Bandaids, fruit snacks (this one was hard cause the box was so big) crayons. I had to put my foot down with Elsa heels though.  After all, Santa is coming next week right?

Like I mentioned above, she was too sleepy to walk much so this happened.  And then she nestled herself in my arms for the remaining walk around the store.  Needless to say, I hurt.

 

We bought LOTS of candy.  She wanted this one pound bar of chocolate, but I couldn't really justify the price knowing full well that she would never eat the whole thing.  So I tried to deter her in some other direction.  Instead we got mini chocolate Santas and a reindeer that poops chocolate.  That one, though, is for Travs stocking.  She couldn't wait to tell Papa and Mama Jude that "it poops chocolate! Ahahahahaha!"  as loud as she could in the middle of the store.  So redneck, but she's three. 

 

Sunday Jessica spent the day with us.  We made cookies, we made arrangements for our trip to CO next month.  We sat around and ate.  We tended to Willow.  We snuggled with some adorable pups.  (see below)  It amazes me how they snuggle so well together.  I would boot my younger brother right off the bed if he did that to me. 

 

Then Travis called and said "uhm, I found a puppy".  The puppy looks just like one of theirs.  It was too late to call the shelter to see if anyone was missing a baby and too cold to just walk away.  So Trav loaded her in his car until we got there after dinner to see her.  We brought her back to Jessicas to spend the night until we can think of something to do with her.  She is about 5-6 months old. She was super precious and sweet.  Had a huge scar of the top of her head, but was not malnourished or anything.  She walked in to Jessicas garage, ate some, played some and then went into the kennel to sleep.  So she's crate trained.  But look at that face.  I hope someone comes and claims her, because Jess and Trav already have two, the rents have three if you count Bella as theirs, and I have Maddie (who would NEVER, EVER share me).  So this family really just cant have another animal.

 

This week is going to be crazy busy.  But I'll make it work. 

 

 

Weekends with Willow

This weekend I spent most of my time with my three year old future, surrogate niece.  She is my brothers girlfriends daughter.  She is 40 pounds of pure innocence (not) and laughter rolled into one.  Here's five of the things I remember from her this weekend:

1.While shopping in a store looking through jewlery she hands me a necklace and tells me that "Mommy neeeeeeeds this."

Now, my brother practically shits himself every time someone brings up the words "ring", "wedding", "engagement", or "wife" so the fact that she picked out this very neckalce had me rolling with laughter.

2.  We are walking around the mall and she's focused on not stepping on any cracks because "that'll hurt mommy" and she's rambling about what we are all going to be for Halloween.  The list goes as follows:
Mommy- A beautiful butterfly, next year shes going to be a witch just like me though
Daddy- Well Travis is going to be a racecar driver, a slow one, with a yellow outfit
Papa- A pirate, with two legs though and no thingy over his eye
Mama Judy- a ghost, with blue eyes
Me- a cook, to either cook bacon or do baking, I couldnt really tell, she was mumbling.  But most likely the bacon one because she's a ham.
And little Willow herself is going to be a witch.  A mean one that kills us all, one that goes "oooooooooooooooo" in a little ghost voice.
Even hours later, she could tell me exactly what it was we were all going to be.

3.  We are at Walmart getting the promised movie because she's not mine and I can spoil her and she stops in the middle of the isle and just points with a big smile on her face.  I asked her if she likes what it is that she is pointing at and she tells me that "Papa needs this at the house!  But he needs to bring his big truck to get it because it wont fit in your car Amanda.  Call him and make him come!"

(SN: papa agreed that he needed it in the front of the house)

 

4. She's watching Shrek on papas laptop on the couch, I have the big tv on in front of her and I am reading on my ipad and she looks at me with utter disgust and says "you're wastin 'lectricity with that big tv on, turn it off."  I told her that its papa's house and its okay to have two on at the same time.  She looks at me and says "I saiiiiiid turn. it. off."  Needless to say I did.

 

5.  "I'm bigger than you."  As shes standing on the couch while I am sitting.  "But I'm never gonna grow up, just be big enough to ride the ambulance ride at the fair and that 's it."

 

And I cant forget when she melted my heart a little bit when she cuddled up to me and whispered "I love you".

 

She's not blood, but she might as well be, besides when has that ever stopped anyone from loving someone?