Cousin Eddie's robe.....

So little man has been fighting a cold, he's had a stuffed up nose all week. He's been falling out early so we've missed bathtime most of this week. We decided that he was getting clean no matter what tonight. So I took him into the shower to wash him up then filled the tub to give him a vapor bath to help clear up his nose. I had found a robe for him this week in the closet that I completely did not realize was in there. We decided to put it on him tonight. I was somewhat skeptical if it would actually fit because it was size 9M and he's getting pretty close to moving to 9-12 months clothes. So we put it on him and his bum and winky were totally hanging out below the hem. I was in tears I was laughing so hard, he looked like a flasher in a short trenchcoat. Later, Jason said, he looks like Cousin Eddie (Christmas Vacation) in his robe! Too funny.

Merry Christmas to all!

PS-No pictures were taken of this!

Santa Paws

Back in October, Gloria sent home this outfit for Jeff. I never would have seen it since I never shop at Macy's. I got my Christmas wish today when Jeff and the dogs posed for pictures together. The dogs were rewarded with rawhides afterwards. They've always been pretty trained for pictures, Jeff is falling into line in that regard so far.

Stop calling me Archie Bunker....

Little man basically lost all of his hair on the top of his head. My mom said he looked like Archie Bunker. I said that he was getting his dad's hair line. Well, it's growing back and it looks like we're getting the toe head we thought we would. New nickname, fuzz butt.
He sure loves that rice cereal!

I spy with my little eyes....

a dachshund! Jeff noticed Fonzie sitting next to us for the first time on Saturday and reached for him. Fortunately, Fonzie is pretty tolerant of the ear tugging. He keeps looking at Jeff like, pet me.

Little piggies

Someone found their feet and he loves them.....

Ick, I mean elk

Jason got an elk yesterday morning. I'm sorry, I'm just not into dead animals like he and Roscoe are. It grosses me out that their tongues are always hanging out like that.

When I grow up, I wanna be like my daddy

Notice the camo and dad's smile. What you can't see is that Jeff was wearing camo pants too. I keep telling Jason that it will be a few years before Jeff can go hunting.