My two favorite things about summer are:
Pop-ice popsicles and watermelons. I beat my popsicles with a meat tenderizer before I eat them. I've done this since I was little. I eat salt on my watermelon. I've done that for as long as I can remember.
I bought my first box of popsicles this week. When the boys and I came in from swimming tonight, we had a popsicle. Landen bites his with his front teeth like his dad does. Jake sucks on his and chews with his side teeth. I beat mine and eat them that way. Jake tried a blue one but didn't like it, so he threw it away and got a red one.
Murphy has never had a popsicle in his life. He does love ice. But he sat at the garbage can and cried his little eyes out for that blue popsicle. So I gave it to him.
He ate the whole thing!
My sister is horrified right now. Cydney, this is not your child!
He came with me upstairs to put the boys to bed. I guess it was taking a little longer for me to tuck them in than he thought it was going to, because he came back downstairs to get his chew and laid down by Landen's bed to nosh while his brudders watched TV.
Damn, I love this dog.
I love my weekends with these boys and this dog. I can't share it with you though. They move too fast for me to get good pictures of the three of them together.
AND, I am happy to report that the enduring and explosive conflict between Lily and Everyone In This House Who Is Not Me is waning. Last weekend, she let Landen pet her three times. Last night, Lily and Murphy joined me on the couch to watch TV.
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