Who’s Walking Whom??

This weekend created by far the cutest photo album EVER.  The love between the Snausage Dog and O has grown ten fold.  O was her usual bossy self, Puppy, NO!  Come, Puppy! Puppy COME!  Shaking her finger at him.  Hugging him.  Trying to pick him up. And because he is long, it’s pretty much she’s carrying the back, and he’s walking forward, while dragging her. Then O decided that she would walk the Snausage.  Which ended up being pretty funny because the dog was pulling her.  Puppy COME!  And he would ignore her.  She even wanted to drag him as he was peeing and pooing.  We explained that she needs to wait for puppy to finish.  Then she clapped because that’s what we do when she tells us about peeing.

But this created some problems because the Snausage refused to go on a walk without O.  If DH or my dad tried taking him for a walking, he put the brakes on and refused to go past the driveway.

This weekend was also the firsts for many things.  First steps on the beach.  AHHH!!! NO, MOMMY, NOOOO!  Slowly, a toe made it in the sand.  Then a hand.  Then touching and playing with sand.

First steps in the water. AHHHHH!!! NO, MOMMY, NO!!!!  OK for Mommy to be in the water.  Slowly a toe, then a foot.  Walking a little deeper.  Then a finger to touch the water.  Then a whole hand to pick up a stone.

And of course first Puppy walk!!

Cuteness all over!

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About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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