I'm writing from the road today. Late last week, my sister called to tell me that the surgery we've been hoping for, for our yellow Lab has finally come together. He's been living with two torn knees for too long and a veterinarian in the practice where she works has agreed to do the surgery for a price that we can actually afford.
We'll be dropping him off in the morning and spending a few days here at my mom's house until he has recovered enough to go home. Though traveling is never easy, especially sans husband, I'm anxious to see him (my dog, not my husband..thanks for pointing that one out, dad! 🙂 have a little relief. He's got many good years ahead of him. Good boy.
I'm guest blogging today over at Grace's blog as part of her "Summer Is…" series. Be sure to check it out.(*as soon as I get my kids down for naps, I'll put my post up!*) I'll be in some good company over the next month or so, as some other bloggers step in to help Grace out while she takes a little break.
Meanwhile, this little one has become a full-time job. As I knew she would, she hit the ground running, now that she finds getting around on two feet much easier than knees and hands. And climbing? Don't get me started on the climbing. I'm considering outfitting her in a helmet at all times. You have no idea how many little prayers are uttered under my breath, for the child's safety.
I took this first picture of her the other morning. And as I snapped the picture, in my mind I was thinking, "Look at Miss Independence." And I kid you not, the girl walked over to the overgrown hostas, reached inside and pulled out this tattered American flag. A leftover from the girls' fourth of July decorations. Hello twilight zone!
Happy Monday everyone. More soon.
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12 comments on “taking this show on the road”
Tristan says, “der my Lizdabit. we nee go to Lizdabit house.
Look how sweet and proud she looks. So wonderful (and awful) when they begin to really get around well on their own two feet.
aww, sweet girl. and sweet dog! thoughts your way. Next time I’m up in dc I’m taking an extra day and heading up your way!!
Yes, when they start walking, it’s a whole different ballgame, isn’t it! Best of luck with your sweet lab!
The other night we had friends over with their 6 mo old baby boy. Little Ben had just discovered his hands and needs and got into crawling stance the day before. Over a glass of wine and chocolate chip cookies we watched Ben go from staying still on his hands and knees to crawling all across the room. It was amazing. The world changed right before his eyes…and it looks like the same thing happens when you start to walk, too!
i just came across your blog and i have to tell you, your blog header has me swooning. beautiful! i can’t wait to browse through the rest of your photos here!
i just caught up on all your posts – there is so much good happening with you molly. well, except the sour berries. but you made them sweet, didn’t you?
Hope he recovers quickly.
Love the pic with her and the flag. very cute!
I see Elizabeth Berg in your sidebar. I usually check out three of her books at a time and read them all within a week. I hate to think what will happen when I run out! Lol.
Your cutie is sure getting around.
Eleanor is 13 months, has been walking for a month, and is just a mobile disaster. She’s has 3 massive bruised lumps on the same spot on her forehead 3 times in 3 weeks! I know where you’re coming from! James was never like this!
Our Harriet is almost 2 and oh man what a climber! Every time you talk about your daughter it always reminds me of mine. They seem to be on the same path to knowing and doing everything at once.
My oldest was one of those that “hit the ground running”. It took him to 15 months to start walking, and I don’t think I’ll ever stop chasing him or telling him to be careful!
I kid not, I have the only 2 year old who doesn’t even look at the playground equipment in the park. He just has to explore every square mile of the place with me trailing behind him first hugely pregnant, now, with a baby in a sling!