Buggs in Toyland

My house has become a virtual daycare center. There are toys everywhere. Trucks, balls, musical instruments, puzzles, and my most favorite...stuffed animals! Now Brandon, I have noticed that you don't really have much affection for the stuffed varieties. You never play with them. And it's as if you are taunting me, by grouping them along the bottom of your toy shelves. I mean, what is a Bugg to do?? They are within my grasp. Just moments away from me gutting the stuffing and ripping them to shreds. Now Brandon, I know you are only 18 months, and you haven't yet mastered the art of sharing, but there is no time like the present. I will be happy to dispose of those un-loved stuffed animals and make more room for your beloved trucks (which incidentally, I also love to destroy!) Scratch my back and I will scratch yours. No really, I could use a back scratch!

Lucky Buggs

Hope you got lucky this St. Patty's day...

Nurse Bugsy

My little brother Brandon has been really sick this week. Ironically, he's sick with the stomach bug--I resent that implication!!! He's been vomiting and all he wants to do is rest and cuddle. No complaints here. I make sure to stick close, just in case he needs anything from me. Sometimes I even sit ON him, just so he's sure to know that I care. I hate to see him sick. I mean, when I have a stomach ache, I just eat some grass. But, Brandon doesn't seem to want to eat anything. Except for an occasional cracker, which I am happy to share every once in a while. Poor sick puppy...