Apparently Books Taste Good

Well I slept in on Monday but I made up for it yesterday when I woke up at 5 am bright eyed and bushy tailed. After laying in bed for an hour I decided to get up and do some stuff around the house. Then I decided to be a great wife and make my husband some scrambled eggs with tomatoes and spinach. Yum. 

The girls got their hair cut yesterday and I don't think they've ever looked more adorable!! I think this is the perfect length for them. I kept telling Ivy how pretty she looked and if dogs could blush she would have every time I complimented her. I think she likes her new summer do as well. 

Ivy was so funny on Monday night. I was brushing the girls to make sure they didn't have any knots because the groomer got onto me last time and it scared me. Ivy is always pretty easy but Madison manages to get the worst knots in her hair so I decided to cut some of them out. I had Scott sit on the sofa with me and hold Madison. I started after her with the scissors then Ivy walked up and plopped right on top of Madison and looked at me like "Don't hurt my sister!!!!" It was SO FUNNY. I assured her I wasn't doing anything bad but she sat right beside me and carefully watched the whole time just to make sure. 

Today was uneventful except these two were bad. I bought all new coffee table books a few months ago because I thought we were done eating them. Well we weren't. I walked into the living room after I finished getting dressed and found 3 chewed books! Livid doesn't even begin to explain how I felt. Books are expensive!!! They knew right away that they did a very, very bad thing. Ivy kept walking up to me trying to apologize but I wouldn't accept her apology. I've said before that Madison HATES getting in trouble. She scurried out of the room and hid for 45 minutes. Once I calmed down and started looking for her I couldn't find her anywhere and calling her name didn't do anything. Ivy was frantically searching with me and freaking out that we couldn't find her.

I finally found her upstairs under a bed. She hid there the whole time! Once I convinced her to come out from under the bed (by promising her a treat) she was shaking all over. Poor baby! I must be really scary. All I do is give them mean looks and tell them how bad they are with a stern and slightly raised voice so I don't know why she gets so terrified of me but she does. Truth be told I know Madison had nothing to do with it and Ivy is 100% to blame. She's the bad one.

Now I've got to come up with something different to put on the bottom shelf of my coffee table. This book thing just isn't going to work. Thanks Ivy.