Doggie Dentist

*Disclaimer: if you have better things to do than view pictures and videos of my dogs, you should skip this post.

When I first got Laci, I knew that owning a dog costs money.  In fact, my ever-so-wise parents told me I shouldn't get a dog because I didn't have any money, but I didn't listen... 

There were things that I never knew you had to pay for.  $15 to cut her toenails?!  No thanks.  I'll do them myself.  (Actually, Dave does them himself, because Laci is a little less drama drama for him.  I like to think that's not my fault, though.  Let me keep thinking that, please). 

Anyway, Laci Wiener's teeth have been looking a little bit dingy, and of course the vet's suggestion is to spend over a hundred dollars in a teeth cleaning.  Instead, we picked up some $5 doggie toothpaste and left it up to Dr.. Livingston.  Here are the highlights:

Laci's "before" shots:

Now the big brushing session:

Penny didn't have a "before" shot, but here is her dentist visit:

All in all, I'd say it was a success!  Dave still won't kiss the dogs, though... I guess there's no hope for that.

Chicago + Ceci's Visit

Our trip to Chicago was lovely.  We spent some time with family, ate amazing food, and bought some baby furniture!  I brought my camera, of course, but I took zero pictures.  Whoops!  Dave also got to play with his dad's Ipad, so he got his technology fix for the weekend.  It was great to be in the city and actually see everything because my eyes weren't frozen shut.  Fun times. 

Una amiga mia, Ceci, came to visit this weekend with her wiener, Thumper!  Thumper is the cutest mini dachshund ever (don't tell Laci).  We took a few pics of the ween team, but these pictures do not express the love relationship that Thumper and Penny now have.  They wrestled nonstop for three days, and Penny keeps going into the guest room to look for him now.  Poor little girl. 

Dave loved having another man around the house, even if he was only an eight pounder...

He enjoyed spooning with Laci a little more than she did... 

Another weekend highlight was seeing Step Up 3D!  We actually didn't go to the 3D version for two reasons: 1) I'm too cheap for that, and 2) 3D movies haven't really been blowing my mind lately.  Either way, it was great!  It was the perfect dance movie: mediocre acting, shallow and predictable plot compacted into about 15 minutes of dialogue total, and DANCE scenes!  It was neat seeing some old contestants from So You Think You Can Dance as well. 

Only a few more weeks until I start my clinical teaching semester!

Baking Fail + Dave's Natural Charm

Well, the going has been good around here.  Surprisingly, Dave suggested we start a registry this weekend, so that is underway.  (I'm not sure if you know him, but he's not the registry type).  I think he jumped on the bandwagon when he realized how broke we'll be if we try to prepare for baby girl alone.

(Baby girl?!  Weird!) 

So, I told everyone about our big reveal dinner, but I left out the actual baking part.  I made strawberry cake from a box.  I'm not sure if you know this, but it's delicious.  The part you probably do know is that I'm not so talented in the kitchen. When I tried to get the cake onto the plate, this is what happened: 

Whoops!  My solution was to just try and jam the top back into the hole on the cake then glop a bunch of icing to cover it.  It turned into a very heavily iced cake.  Oh well, I like icing, too!  No one complained, either.  Probably because I distracted them with ultrasound pictures. 

Moving on.  My dad always said that he could tell when mom was pregnant because she would wake up one day and her butt would look bigger.  Such a charmer, I know.  Anyway, this little conversation just happened at my house:

Me: Is my butt getting bigger?

Dave: Little bit.

Me: That's so mean! 

Dave: What, did you want me to lie?!

Me: I just don't want it to get any bigger!


We have a long 20 weeks ahead of us.