
Nick and I had our three year anniversary a few weeks ago. I think it is pretty incredible that the two of us reached that milestone. No one would have put the two of us together. We are SUCH the opposites.
Now... I know what you're all thinking, "Chelsie, I know that you sometimes may pretend to be preggo because of your recent weight gain, but you do not actually have any children." And do you know what I say to that? Pish Posh thankyouverymuch.MckMama created "Not me! Monday" and now she has come up with a special addition for those of you bloggers out there who want to share their silly stories about their babies, toddlers, and maybe even tweens. "Not my child! Monday" is all about those temper tantrums, messy diapers, and food fights that you sometimes may rather forget. Join me as I talk about what "my child" did not do this week! And don't forget to head over to MckMama's blog to hear all about her adorable children and to read about what other kids have not been up to this week!
Now I may not have given birth to any "children," however, I most certainly do have one really ridiculously rambunctious puppy. And, I would definitely and do all the time call myself his mommy. And now, without any further adieu... may I present to you, "Not my PUPPY! Monday"
Bruiser had to spend the night at his grandma's this weekend because I was going to be out all night and his daddy was working late. When I got this text message from my mom:

it totally did not remind me of a time when my puppy was small enough to go to time out in a laundry basket...
Bruiser loves being locked up in a laundry basket... can't you tell?
This week (believe it or not) Bruiser has been relatively well behaved. He definitely did not eat three pairs of underwear, continue peeing on the floor in the dining room, wake up every night at 3am barking loud enough to wake the neighbors, attack big brother Mercutio until Merky finally showed him who was really boss early yesterday afternoon, chew up my favorite pen, chew up Nick's wallet, chew up the window sill, chew up the carpet, chew up a shoe, chew up a stink bug, chew up my bills (will that give me an excuse to not pay them?), chew up a roll of toilet paper, chew up some cat poop, chew up several stinky socks.... you get the point! My puppy is far too well-behaved to act like that!
When Bruiser learned how to lift his paw for a treat shake your hand like a gentleman this weekend, I was not so excited that we practiced for an hour last night. Bruiser did not eat so many pupperoni's that his poop looked quite unnormal this morning on our usual early morning walk.
Bruiser did not decide it would be a good idea to roll around in a puddle the size of Texas this morning and then track his messy muddy paws all through the apartment.
And my puppy certainly is not watching VH1 right now and growling at Beyonce shaking her butt. My puppy can recognize talent.
So there you have it... just a typical day in our animal-filled household. Don't forget to go to MckMama's blog and check out other "Not my child! Mondays."

