King of the cone heads
Posted in Uncategorized on November 19, 2010 by
my cutie boy taking a nap with his grandma two days before surgery
Last night was a bit unsettling. In the middle of the night I heard Lyndon farting like crazy, so I thought, “I bet he has to go to the bathroom.” No sooner had I picked him up than I heard his stomach make a startling noise. I spun him around really fast so that his butt has over the potty pad and just as he was over it he had explosive diarrhea. I was so worried about him. I’m hoping it was because of all the stress yesterday or changing his diet to the turkey and rice to get him to eat.
Luckily we didn’t have an accidents during the day. Actually, there wasn’t anything of note today except that the dogs and I are going crazy from boredom. Unfortunately I can’t do anything to entertain Lyn, but I’m going to a holiday gift and craft show this Saturday… I have to get out of this house.
come on mama, take it off, please!!!!
My poor baby is still stuck with his cone. I’ve discovered that the united states is looking in the wrong place… the most powerful weapon of mass destruction currently resides on my dogs head! Lyn has knocked over chairs, gates, food, water, ottomans, the fan, a plant, the trashcans… he even came dangerously close to knocking over the ironing board (but luckily I was there for that one and stopped him before he tried to go between the legs). All I have to do is step out of the room for even a minute and a tornado hits. I can’t wait till my poor guy doesn’t have to wear this darn thing anymore, and I can stop rebuilding the family room.