It’s been unseasonably warm here in the Northeast and I took advantage of that today. I spent the morning on pet poop patrol. I can think of no better way to spend a beautiful Thursday morning. Mommy was home today so I set out early to clean the backyard and empty the litter box. Armed with black plastic bags, rakes, gloves and a pitch fork I was merrily on my way. Could my job as a full-time dad get any better…I think not! The Helper stood on the deck and provided “direction” as I policed the back yard; this is one of those tasks he doesn’t “help” with – I don’t see why not. When he gets older though, boy won’t he be surprised at his chore list. Hey, chores build character, right? Between diapers, litter boxes and dogs I’m up to my neck in…character!
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Poor little helper doesn't know what he's in for.
We've been talking about getting a dog, but then I mention to Elijah that he has pooper scooper duty and all talk of dogs stops immediately.
LMAO... don't remind me of the mine field of poop land that my back yard has become. It's raining now so that is off the list. LOL. But hey, it's western PA and in the 50's. That rocks!
Karly - Don't ever give in. They may be cuddly and cute but they eat more than the kids which mean they...more too!
Angel - Rain is the best excuse...Oh, it'll just wash away, right? Then spring comes...Ah, the aroma!
See, I must be better at this than you. I managed to stay "out of character" until this morning.
After I cleaned up the girl and three litter boxes, I headed for the backyard. We are now "free and clear" so to speak.
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