Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Chumley the Wonder Dog

Quite often the bedtime stories I tell Libby are about Chumley the Wonder Dog.
Chumley is our 10 year old Golden Retriever.
Chumley the Wonder Dog can dance and walk on two feet and wears funny outfits or a tutu. Libby counts Chumley the Wonder Dog as he flies over the moon some nights...when counting sheep just won't do.
Last night we were hanging out and suddenly Libby laughed really loud and said, "Mommy, Daddy, Look!! Chumley is by Holly's butt and he's standing on his two feet like Chumley the Wonder Dog!!"

Chumley was mounting Holly, the Black Lab. Sure enough...Chumley the Neutered Wonder Dog was was going for it.

On another note, Amelia now says "Elmo" and "cup" but still no "Daddy". Chris and I are both "Mommy". Her "please" and "no!" are two of her best (and most often used) words.

And another Libby-ism.... As she was getting ready to go to Grandma and Grandpa's house last Friday, she told me, "Grandma calls me Sugar." I asked, "do you like that?" She said, "oh yes." I replied, "you can call her Sugar Mama". Libby shook her head and corrected me...."no, Mommy, she's 'Suga-rama' (pronounced Shug-o-rama). She was very pleased with herself and I died laughing.

Libby turns four next week. I'm not quite sure how that happened. We're having a pink party this weekend. That's the theme....pink. Everyone who comes has to be wearing something pink. Something visible. Even the men and boys. Chris, for example, will be wearing my pink baseball hat. Pink snacks, pink cake, and pink drink.

1 comment:

Faithful Soles said...

I can not stop laughing at Chumley "going for it". Thanks for sharing that.