Thursday, July 28, 2011


So according to the dictionary the word suprise can mean either (noun) an act or instance of surprising or being surprised or (verb) to make an unexpected assault.

I'm still unsure which category this little guy falls into.

Meet the newest member of the Johnson Zoo: Jeremy's 8 wk old male chihuahua puppy. Who is yet unnamed. And according to Emma is her puppy.

Last night Jeremy walks in the door from a quick trip to Walmart and says "Surprise!" while holding this little guy. Last time I checked chihuahuas didn't come with a bar code so my first response was "What is that?!" Followed by "Where in the hell have you been and what have you done?!".

I'm thinking he has bought me a puppy. Because typically, when someone is holding something and says "surprise" it usually is a gift for someone else. But no, the puppy is for HIM. A brand new puppy in OUR house purchased without my knowledge. Surely this goes against the marriage rules, right?

Being the sweet wife that I am, and after loving on this adorable little guy, I accepted the newest member of our household graciously. And knowing that I get a free pass in future helps. As I told the hubs, this free pass entitles me to do something major without consulting him first, AND he absolutely cannot get mad or say one word about it.

And in case you're wondering, Bella does not yet appreciate her new friend. There was a lot of growling at the puppy and sulking. She spent most of the evening on the back of the couch pouting.

Friday, July 15, 2011

How to be the best mom EVER

1. Sacrifice the hubs as a playground for the kids and dog.

2. A mini faux hawk and lots of snacks.

3. A trip to Dollar General for a magic wand and "Rapunzel hair".

4. Naked time. Followed by santitizing time.

Congratulations, you're now the BEST MOM EVER.

Or at least that's what Emma told me last night.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Camping Misadventures

So what do you get when you take a 3 and 1 year old camping? A migraine, lots of bumps and bruises, and a ton of laughs!

We took Emma and Seeley on their very first camping trip to celebrate the 4th of July a few weeks ago. The last time Jeremy and I had gone camping was many many years ago with my BFF Mollie and her hubs. We did it old school too-tents baby!! This was pre-kids, back when we only had 1 dog, and I could still fit into my skinny jeans. That should tell you how long ago that was! Sigh.

This time we were a lot smarter and made good use of my mom and stepdad's camper. So we weren't exactly roughing it what with the a/c, television, and internet. :)

We learned several valuable lessons, so for all my friends with kiddos listen up:

1. If the swelling goes down and the finger will still bend its probably not broken. Poor See!

2. Sand on the bottom of your shoes leads to bruises on your chin if you happen to slip on the playgound equipment. Poor Em!

3. Only take a 1 year old camping when the weather is cool enough for plenty of outdoor time. So in other words, not during the summer in Arkansas! :)

4. Even a neurotic chihuaua can be a good camper. Who would have thought?

We were so thrilled to have made it back home without a trip to the emergency room that we have sworn to never leave home without a fully packed first aid kit ever again!