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First day of high school (OMG)

So yeah, that happened. Middle school flew by, winter lasted for like 12 months, summer flew by, and here we are at the first day of high school.

Wasn’t I just holding a newborn? Anyway, the first day of high school ended up being a half day due to the heat and humidity. Welcome to Connecticut. We actually have people from Florida say “holy crap its hot up here” when they visit in August. That should give you an indication of what we deal with every summer. LOL.

I was allowed to take two photos of Jack in the driveway this morning, approved by him, but I am not allowed to post them on Instagram. Only Facebook…and I’m making the executive decision to allow myself to post them also on WordPress. Lucky you, fans of the sh*t Jack says!

I was also allowed to walk Jack partially to the bus stop, with Moca in tow of course, and watch him from a distance with the other teenagers, heads bent over their devices, thumbs a-tappin’, waiting for the bus.

As we walked… Sigh… Moca spotted a squirrel and almost tore my arm off with the ferocity of her lunge.

me: Aaahhhhh!! Moca!!! No!!! Leave it!!! Geezzzzzz… This dog is going to drive me to drink! Or at least say some very nasty things right now!!!!

Jack: You mean she’ll drive you to write a not-so-nice letter to a congressman.

(He does know me pretty well hahahaha.)

To Jack: I hope the next 4 years are everything you hope they will be…much fun, much learning, new friends, some mischief (within legal limits), and many memories to take with you when you go to college. In a blink you will be a senior graduating and tossing your cap in the air. I’m going to try and slow down time for just a little bit longer.

πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™

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My Camo Household

I took this photo of Moca tonight… (can you see her?) haha…


and it reminded me of a photo I took of Jack about 6 years ago! He was “hiding” from me. 

Jack: Moca is the ultimate turkey. 

me: Yes she is.

That’s what we call Moca when she stretches out like that, a big turkey haha.

I’m surprised I had enough brain cells to remember that post and photo from so long ago. πŸ™‚

Goodnight and I hope you can find your sons and puppies!


Moca Mayhem


me: Jack, please take Moca out, she has to pee.

Jack: Awww do I have to?

me: Yes hurry up.

Jack: Hold on I have to put my cold gear on…. it’s so cold out.

me: Ok but hurry.

(Moca scratches at the door.)

Jack: Where’s my balaclava?

me: Sheesh just grab a hat.

Jack: Oh there it is! Where are my gloves??

me: I didn’t ask you to climb Mt. Everest, just take her out please. Dinner is almost ready.

(Moca whines at the door.)

Jack: Hold on Moca, just getting my coat…

me: Jack…

(Moca grabs the leash from the door knob and starts running around with it.)

Jack: Ok all set!

(He stops and looks at me…)

Jack: Uh oh, now I have to pee.

me: Sigh.