It's not all about JaDee

It is my blog for cryin' out loud. I should have something to say on it, no matter where the action is.

The current crisis of the day is getting Olivia to wear clothes. She is currently clad in panties with long strips of toilet paper clutched in each hand running around the house calling the dog to follow. He obliges and so the click click click of his newly clipped nails (a la me...That was fun wrestling an 80 lb lab into submission while I try not to cut too short.) is not the scrape scrape scrape it was a few days ago.

Olivia is very much enthralled with her power that she has over Champ. He listens to her. Lets her clip his leash to his collar and even lets her parade him around on it. He heels at her command, follows her through tunnels of empty boxes and catches everything she throws at him. Even her dinner.

And most of the time she is naked. Or some vital part of clothing is missing. One day she bent over and her little bare bottom poked out from her dress. She was on the back deck waiting for Champ to finish his business (She is very good at letting him out and calling him back in).

"Olivia! Get in here and get some panties on!"

"But Mom, I don't need panties. My dress covers my bagina."

"I don't care! Get in here now!"

And in her exasperated, I have no more patience for Mom voice she says, "SooorrrrrY!" with a little high pitch in her voice for emphasis.

I get the panties on but lost the battle over a coat since she did inform me she had her boots on (and she did. She does where her boots outside if nothing else. Once I caught her in the garage with ONLY boots on).

Besides, it was 37 degrees outside. Summer is just around the corner!

Check out this newcomer to The Bird Cafe. I better get that bird book...I have no idea what it is, except it was huge! Like a foot long and soooooo blue!