Caught!

We caught Ana sleeping on Woody. It was so sweet. Ana is always trying to lie on Wood, but he never lets her. Except this day!

Pictures

If you've been following both my blogs, you'll have seen that I enjoy writing on this one the best!! But I want to share cute pictures on this post. And since I forgot again to put on the pictures before I wrote, you will have already seen the pics!

P.S. Woody's fur is really soft today!

My binder for school.

The first day of school, Lucas and I designed title pages for our main binders for school. Lucas chose to put Family Force 5, one of his favorite bands, on his page. I hunted through our pictures on the computer and found some nice pictures. I have to say, my binder is REALLY COOL! I found some really cute ways to frame the pictures. The first two pictures below are on the front of my binder. Side by side. Underneath them, I have the basic info stuff like Emily's Main Binder for 2009-2010. Then I have a picture of a cute, cartoon puppy.

On the back of my binder I have the following two pictures with the words, "Oops, turn the binder over!"

Now you just have to see my binder! Doesn't it sound cool? :)

Woody's Bath

We haven't given Woody a bath in years. And he hasn't really needed one. I mean, I think he stinks, but Mom says he just smells like dog.

Lately Woody has been annoying even Mom. He stands under the table and scratches his back-end on the wood above him. Of course, this makes the table shake, and since he chooses to do this while we're eating a meal, it drives all of us nuts. We weren't sure whether his skin was bothering him or if fleas were biting.

So Mom got some shampoo to bathe him. (We later found out it was for puppies)!

We got the bathroom ready. We put all the shampoo and conditioner bottles that were in the tub, on the counter, because there is no way it was going to stay on the shelf while Woody's tail was in the bathtub! We got tons of old towels, and found Woody.

Mom and Dad pointed Woody upstairs and he meekly followed their finger. But he was surprised when they stopped him at the kid's bathroom. He slowly walked into the bathroom. Then all of the sudden, memories of bathrooms and what it usually meant, came back to him, and he hit the brakes. Dad grabbed his front legs and Mom, his back and they lifted him into the tub. Woody was nervous. He wasn't good friends with water. In fact, he hates it. We all looked at him. Woody's eyes wandered up to the shower head and everyone cracked up. Mom turned on the bathtub spout and filled a mug with water while I filled a plastic, icecream bucket with water from the sink. We soaked him, then shampooed him, then finally rinsed him. Woody kept loosing grip on the towel under his feet. His front legs kept sliding away from him. He couldn't wag his tail or anything. When I talked baby talk to him, he just stared at me with his ears back. Woody was in shock!

When Woody was finally rinsed off, I tried to dry him with towels, but it is nearly impossible to do that with dogs!

Mom hooked his leash on him, Dad lifted him out of the tub, and Mom took off on a run trying to get Woody outside before he shook, (as all dogs are known to do). Too late. Woody stopped and decided to share his bathwater with the carpet. (Perhaps he thought it needed a drink).

Anyways, we got Woody outside where he spent maybe an hour or so playing with Dad until the mail guy came to the door and we ducked for cover inside since we were still in our p.j.s. (Okay, so maybe I did).

Woody kept shivering; we aren't sure why, but Ana tried to fix that by throwing a baby blanket over him.

So now Woody smells like the foam bath soap that Mom got me once when I was little. (Man, that stuff was neat)!

Our house might smell like wet dog right now, so if you visit, I warn you, BEWARE!!

3 Posts tonight!! This is about Ana

Ana keeps us laughing. This is what she said yesterday.

She, Lucas, and Ethan were climbing a tree in the front yard. They were finding all sorts of reasons for me to leave my book to help them somehow. They said someone needed help getting down, but the only thing I did was stand there looking up at them with my mind still back in my book wondering what poor Leah was going to do next. As soon as I found they didn't really need me, I would return to the front of the house. And in the background I could hear Ana shriek, (this is a common occurence at our house), Ethan squeal,(this is a common occurence at our house as well), and Lucas laugh, (this happens often too).

But Lucas came to me later laughing and told me what Ana had said along with one of her many screeches. He said he was helping her out of the tree, when she cried in a frightened voice, "Don't let me drown!!" Oh, poor Ana, I can guarantee you he won't let you drown from the tree! :)

I have to stop writing now. And, hey, leave a comment about what I should next write about on http://www.emwantsmore.blogspot.com/! I am running out of ideas!!!

Basketball

Okay, click on this picture to make it larger then take a good look at me in the key. :) This girl ain't gettin the ball!!!!

2009 Varsity Team, who were so awesome last year! WOW! Back (left to right), Ayanna, Hayley, Bethany, Alyssa. Front (left to right), Laura, Jamie, Anna, and Jessie

My team last year. Some of them are moving to varsity this year. Back (left to right), Gretchen, Me, Makayla,(spelling?), and Shannah. Front (left to right), Emily Bos, Bri, Kim, Dez(spelling?)

I guess I'm just in a sports mood today. Maybe I'm really excited about basketball season beginning soon! Yaay! I love basketball. My favorite part is reading people's mind and guessing where they are going next. So I guess I like defense. I stink at offense. I am not confident with the ball though I am working on that. The Bos kids say I play street ball. I foul a lot when I play at their house. I am trying to be better at not fouling, though. You know in movies how the lonely kid will be outside shooting hoops in a rusty hoop with a chain fence in the background, and then you hear the kid mutter as he lines up at the free throw, "No time left on the clock, foul on the last play. If (last name of player) makes this shot, his team wins the game." Then the kid puts up the shot and either makes it or doesn't depending on how the story is going to go. Well, I do this to practice my free throws, and believe it or not I seem to only make it when I put pressure on myself. But if you go to a game, please don't give me more pressure by expecting me to make it every time!!! Anyways, I'm excited for b-ball to start again.

I love football!

I love football. And at Ana's birthday party the guys went out to play some football. It was pretty cool. I liked it especially because the Dads were playing as well. That doesn't happen often, so that made that time pretty special.

I love watching the Pittsburgh Steelers on T.V., but I think next best football is at home. When you know the people and can cheer.

I'm not sure who won this game, but they sure had a lot of tiring fun. It makes me wonder how many of the Dads woke up with aching muscles the next day!!!