I blame this on the dog....

I have written previoiusly that the love shared between my child and his dog is strong. I have shared pictures of them kissing each other, crawling on each other, "trying" to play with each other, etc, you get the picture. I even took a sweet video of Jackson using Dixie as a climbing mat, up and over, up and over. I would post it but I cant find my camera. Whole 'nother issue. Anyways, poor Dixie just lays there letting him crawl all over her. Don't feel bad for her, she loves the attention. She thrives on it so much that when Jackson is sitting she will stand over him with her stomach touching his head and move back and forth so his head scratches her tummy for her. How awful is that?!! LOL we of course do not condone this behavior at all, but really kids are kids.

Here they are sharing telepathic messages over bath time for Dixie:

Conversation goes like this:

Dixie: Jackson, please. Please. Do something about this.

Jackson: Woah, what are they putting on you now???

Dixie: Jackson, seriously. Please

Jackson: I want to get in, that looks so fun...

Dixie: Jackson do not look at mom, look at me, help me. Please.

Jackson: Mom, either Dixie comes out or I go in.

See what I mean? They love each other.

But yesterday, their shared interests took a whole new turn for the worst.

Dixie is like most dogs, she is interested in stinky smelly things. She thinks of cat poop like dessert. Kitty Bon Bons is what its called in the Johnston family. We keep the cat litter box in the laundry room with a kitty door so Bosco can get in and out with no worries about Dixie coming in.

Evidence of Jacksons interest in said kitty door:

Welllllll.....

I was rotating out the laundry and Jackson was in the living room playing. I peered out and he was a good 10 feet away. So I turned back around and was continued what I was doing. Well that little stinker (Jackson) who crawls super fast came zooming into the laundry room like a superhero that has an invisibility cloak and amazing zooming powers. Fast and Quite. Had no idea he was right behind me. (insert mom, humming and just carrying on with laundry switching) I mean you all know switching laundry does not take long, so when I say he came in there super quick, believe me, I mean QUICK.

I look down and BAM, there he is, right at the kitty box. At this point I am shocked he got there so fast. Not realizing as I lean down to pick him up, to get him away from the disgusting box of feline feces, that he has already hit the jackpot. The bon bons Dixie told him about. Oh yah, he was double fisting one bon bon in each hand and had one IN HIS MOUTH!!!!! gagging yet? Dont worry I am if your not. So I did a little scream/moan/gag and threw them out of his hands. DO YOU KNOW WHAT??? He got MAD at me, starting throwing a fit!!! HOW GROSS IS THAT?!! So I then rushed to the kitchen sink where I washed his hand and mouth and face. Poor kid was spitting out water looking at me like I was a crazy woman. I was. Then we rushed upstairs where we brushed his teeth 3 times. Then washed our hands and mouth and face again. He smelled of nice pomegranate soap for awhile, which helped me forget that he had been eating/or testing/tasting cat poop.

Yah, so I blame it on the dog.

I know she had to have had something to do with it. Right?

Because boys don't just eat poop. Right?

Ugh, I so have a long road ahead of me.

With a super-hero in the house.

Who knows what mad skills he has that are waiting to be untapped.

But still....

Yuck...

Gag...

Boys

At least he's pretty stinkin cute.

That helps a little.