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I went AWOL… and here’s some puppy spam



Well, hi there!  I’m just casually checking you out… you smell great.  Is it your perfume or have you been eating something?  I’m the reason that my hu-mum has been busy and hasn’t posted anything on her blog… naughty hu-mum!  Still, I’m so cute she just can’t resist and she’s been busy trying to teach me lots and lots of things.  Some of them I find easier than others.  Sitting so I get my dinner?  Sure, I can do that.  Politely waking her so I can go outside when I need to overnight… we’re working on it.  Anyway, I’ll hand you back to the hu-mum and she can tell you what I’ve been up to since I arrived.

Love and puppy kisses,

Willoughby xx

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Willoughby loves being outside, playing wiht the leaves and any toys the kids have left lying around.  Here he is, working on killing a lizard.  Fortunately for the lizard it’s just made of rubber.  Unfortunately for the lizard he chewed its feet off.  Fortunately for Willoughby I didn’t discover this until the feet… reappeared.


Life is tiring and he takes lots of naps.  The kids like to interrupt him, uh, play with him a lot and so he doesn’t get as much rest as he’d like.  He was snoozing so well here that you could just see it.  Well, if you have the Little Moments app, of course.  😉


Exploring the yard again!  We’re working on him coming and then sitting at the sound of his name.  Beagles are really intelligent dogs but they’re ruled by their nose and he will follow a scent above all else.  That’s why he won’t leave the property without his leash.


Playing with the kids, there’s a lot of that happening.  Master2 still doesn’t quite grasp the concept of “gentle with the puppy” and likes to check that his tail and ears are still attached.  So far they are!  He’s a very forgiving dog, too.  Well, either that or a glutton for punishment as he keeps going back for more!


Just casually looking cute here.  It seems to come naturally!

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I didn’t do anything for Melbourne Cup this year, but I did take this picture when Willoughby looks like a racing beagle fascinator.  Okay, it’s the angle, but he does love to race around the yard.


Hard to resist taking pics of the puppy asleep.  I love how wrinkly his mouth gets and he just loves lying in the sun.


We have toothpaste addicts in this house and here is poor Willoughby after wandering into the bathroom and getting fingerpainted with toothpaste.  It is a nice heart shape though… and he smelled minty fresh!

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Catching up on the latest episode of Baby Jake on ABC2, the kids channel.  He was a bit annoyed he’d missed Play School (although after seeing what he does with his toys I think Big Ted and Little Ted are secretly glad he missed them!) but he did get to enjoy Sesame Street.


I love The Very Hungry Caterpillar and here’s Willoughby curled up with a toy one.  Well, that and Giggleosaurus.  So far he’s sharing toys nicely with the kids but he’s rather loathe to let them touch the caterpillar!


As if it’s not bad enough that I’m constantly whipping my phone out to take photos, here he is politely sititng through a photoshoot with MissNearlyNine.


And here we are, ready for another day’s adventure.  Turns out he’s not a fan of selfies on the phone and so we got a bit of a Blue Steel look here.


Bedroom or playground or something in between


It never fails to amuse – or, more accurately, bemuse – me.  We’re in week nine of a ten week school term which means my normally early risers are sleeping in later and later.  Master7’s bus arrives at 7.25am and so he needs to be up by 6.30am to eat his (massive) breakfast, brush his teeth, get dressed and go.  Miss8 leaves at 8.15am so she doesn’t normally get up until just before Master7 leaves.  And Master2 leaves at 8.15am on his kindy days but he gets up at the same time as Master7 – they share a room.

Normally the boys are up at 6am but I’m finding more and more often that I’m waking them up and getting sleepy grumbles from them.  You know the kind where they are practically whining “But I was asleep… you wouldn’t like it if someone woke you up from a good sleep.” Yeah, I know, I laugh… I can’t remember the last time I woke up when my body was ready instead of an alarm – either the one on my phone or one of the three small ones we have running around the house.

Silly me, I thought on Friday night “Well, they’re in sleep mode so I should get a bit of a sleep in tomorrow, yay!” Really silly me kicked back on the couch with a book and a wine (okay, several wines) far later than I would have normally in anticipation of the sleep in I’d be getting.  Yes, sucks to be me as they invoked Murphy’s Law… they were up at 5.15am instead.

On the bright side they were happily giggling and I couldn’t hear too many disastrous sounds coming from their room so I did lie in bed for another 20 minutes, but I really could have done with another two hours sleep!  Turns out that my early rising boys are also mischevious boys and I wasn’t even game to go have a shower and leave them unsupervised as they were just a great example of siblings working together but not for the greater good.

You’d think I’d learn from this and so I went to bed earlier last night and wasn’t disturbed until just before 6am.  When I finally rolled out of bed at 6.30am I discovered the giggling and squeaking noises were from them adjusting how Master7’s mattress was on his bed and turning it into a slide.  It explains the “squeak, giggle, squeak, giggle, thump!” noises I’d heard – they were giggling as they rolled or slid down it and the thump was Master7 hitting the ground, Master2 is lighter and didn’t make as much noise.  Well, not on landing but he sure out-giggled his brother!

Sleep is for the weak… or the wicked… or something


It certainly doesn’t seem like it’s for me at the moment and I don’t even have a newborn to blame for that.  *lol*  I have a fabulous sleeper in my 8 1/2 year old daughter, she sleeps just like I used to.  I could sleep anywhere, anytime, through anything and would have to be shaken awake at times.  If something important happened on the weekend before about 2pm then chances are I missed it as a teenager and well into my 20s… she’s just the same.  The two year old could be pretty much the same, although he’s been sick and therefore waking up calling out “Mummy, Mummy!” at all hours of the day/night/morning just as urgently as he puts in his requests for his beloved Peppa Pig.  And the seven year old… sleep is something he just can’t do. Thank goodness for medication!  And before anyone gives a sudden intake of breath and looks up the number for Department of Community Services then I should say he does have multiple medical issues that cause his sleeplessness.  Still, it doesn’t make it easier to bear when you’re averaging four to five hours of broken sleep a night, right?

It amazes me at times how patient I can be with the continual waking and disturbances.  I was never patient growing up and, as I said, I loved my sleep.  Suddenly I’m functioning fairly well on very little and the bags under my eyes are still handbag sized and not international luggage sized… that has to be a bonus!  Of course, if I was wanting to exceed a baggage limit then bags that size under my eyes would be handy.  Mind you, I’d have to actually travel somewhere for that to happen.  *lol*  Probably my best, longest, least uninterrupted sleep was about three years ago when I had a flight from Dubai to Brisbane… 16 hour flight and I think I was awake for about two and a half hours of it.  Rather an expensive way of getting sleep though!