As we go through the process to downsize all of our things to fit into an RV, some things have caused us to take a moment. Things like toys. Toys have to be played with after all, even if they’ve been sitting in a closet collecting dust.
The helicopter enjoyed the fresh air. Frodo enjoyed the helicopter.
Frodo really enjoyed the helicopter. He thought the tail was tasty.
As always, he loved the chance to run around. And the toy helicopter has been re-evaluated, it appears it will be a great travel toy and additional method to wear out Frodo!
Frodo loves his bedtime routine. Last night I was taking too long so he grabbed his bedtime toy and began to nudge me along. He made it clear, it was time for bed! He was okay with a few photos first though, he never minds the camera.
Before Dave and I can get ready for bed though, Frodo goes first!
When Frodo hears, “Time to brush your teeth!” – he jumps off the bed, runs into the bathroom, and sits in front of the drawers to wait for us.
Of course, he gets to lick the toothbrush as a reward, and probably doesn’t understand why the yummy toothpaste is applied to his teeth first instead of directly to his tongue. But he goes along with the strange ritual every night and really enjoys it. We enjoy his minty fresh breath afterward (who knew doggie toothpaste comes in vanilla mint?!) and hopefully his teeth will stay healthy for a long time to come.
Frodo’s beard always ends up with quite a bit of toothpaste on it so he appreciates the “Wipe your face!” step in the routine.
Before long it’s really time for bed so he waits happily for story time.
I know… it’s rare for a photo of ME to be on this site, but that’s because I’m usually the one behind the camera! I love this photo of me with my Mom-in-Law. And of course, I love her – she’s awesome beyond words – and she gave me Dave!
It was wonderful to have her stay with us and get a chance to just sit, have some coffee, and talk. Some things in life simply can’t be quantified. I’m very blessed, and I know it.
Just in case you didn’t think our dog was spoiled, though by now, you should definitely think otherwise…
Stop, stop, that tickles! Wait, rub my belly!