But I'm a Good Boy

So until the baby comes, all I have to really talk about is our first baby, Louie. For those of you who don't know him, Louie is a pretty jumpy dog. Even more so now that I am pregnant, he is suddenly so protective of me, especially when the Rocher Chocolate commercial is on ( he is not a fan of the doorbell). It is a little known fact that Louie's famous trick is giving manicures to any one person willing to lend him their hand for a few minutes, we think it calms him. However, he has recently began to eat various places on his body, mainly his front leg. So last night, I attempted to play vet and put a bandage on so he would stop chewing and making himself bleed. Eric had the unfortunate job of holding him while I patched him up. Louie did not like this one bit and I had to reassure him he would get a "cookie" if he was a good boy. Meanwhile Eric is getting mad and telling me to hurry up because he can no longer hold him. I reassured him by saying if he was a good boy he could have a Reese Cup, which sparked uncontrollable laughter...I may have peed a little! I think you had to be there but here is the two of them sitting for their "cookies"!

Bless my husband and dog for being good sports for providing me with some humor!