sammy

building fence!

There is no greater feeling than that sense of accomplishment you feel after having created something.

A dog showed up at our house a couple weeks ago... A great dog... A German Short Haired Pointer... Beautiful dog... temperment to match... great with the kids. We looked and called around for anyone who might have lost such a dog, but no one claimed her... so we did. Honestly, I didn't think I would have another dog after Pacey died. But you know... you have to move on. However, I always said that I would never have another dog unless I had a dog pen. I had never built a dog pen before. It's not that big of a deal, however when I do something, I like to make sure it's done right. So, I fretted and stewed for two weeks about the best way to build a dog pen... the right materials, etc. Well, may I just say... I think I built one damn fantastic, sturdy dog pen. Lisa took this picture when the pen was about half built. I told her she had to take a picture of me to post on her blog and say what a stud I am... She's not much of a blogger anymore, so I have to toot my own horn.

So, I am getting ready to go work out in the yard this morning and Jeffy is hanging out with me. I said, "Go tell Mommy she is beautiful." He runs out to the living room and I hear him say: "Daddy says you're beautiful."

He runs back in and I said: "Tell Mommy she is a hottie." He laughed and ran in and said: "Daddy says you're a hottie."

I hear Lisa say: "Tell Daddy this..." and starts to whisper something in his ear. I'm thinking he's gonna come back and say something like: "Mommy says your handsome." Or "Mommy says you're a stud." Something like that.

Jeffy comes running back: "Mommy says you're a brown noser." The joys of being married... Oh well. At least he didn't say: "Mommy says you're not gonna get any."