On Christmas Eve morning Jason did a chalk art at our church. It goes with the theme from the cradle to the cross. He did great.

Earlier this week at around 4:30 in the am Jason and I heard this crazy gagging sound then “blah”. Its amazing how clearly and quickly you understand that your dog just puked all over your rug. I go from coma to “mom” mode in 2.2 sec. Anyway, it was Jason’s turn to clean up the puke. (It’s sorta sad that he pukes so much we take turns.) As he was putting the puke into an old Marsh bag he discovered that our furry friend had puked one of my socks in its entirety. No wonder we hasn’t able to digest dinner. You silly dog.

Hey everyone. Today I decided to be crazy and get my hair chopped off. I totally love it so check it out!

Here’s our Christmas tree. Yeah! Its a little over 6 feet and decorated with what ornaments our lovely dog has eaten yet. Enjoy.

So the day after Thanksgiving I carefully put out most of my Christmas decorations. I put our brand new nativity scene that is made out of fancy plastic from Italy (a wedding present) near the front door on an end table. Here is where I mention we have a very tall and apparently mischievous dog who is attracted to small figurines. Anyway, so we left Moses (the dog) in the main room one Sunday and came back to a massacre. He absolutely destroyed all the figures in the nativity including pulling a angel off the top of the roof. We came home to the pieces and began searching through to make sure he didn’t actually eat any of the pieces. Well it turns out that Moses ate baby Jesus. Its true. Our dog tried to steal Christmas. The next morning baby Jesus made a repeat appearance as we heard Moses gag and I later stepped in his puke. Lesson learned 1.Don’t eat Jesus. Lesson 2. Don’t leave small plastic figures where you dog can eat them. Below are some pics and the reenactment.