I haven't posted in awhile.
Because life is busy.
Big Boy is cranky at night.
I'm up to my eyeballs in crafting.
We're sick.
And tired.
But it's the holidays, friends.
It's been a couple of weeks since Carson's birthday and things have yet to settle.
But he has. Into his new abundance of toys.
Every inch of the floor is nearly covered, with new things that sing, talk, move or make noise.
He even received something that takes up a quarter of the room. Literally, I'm not kidding.
Introducing the newest member of our family:
I'm surprised I am just now telling you guys about the tiger. We've all grown to love him.
I'll admit, I hated him at first (sorry, Grandpa Kutter).
He takes up a lot of room, and likes to scare guests at night when they forget he is there (Nana Jana), but he's fluffy, soft and huggable. Carson loves him. I mean, LOVES him.
If I can't find Carson in the mornings, I know exactly where to find him. In the
He's life-size, people.
Carson's favorite thing to do with the tiger is jump on him and bounce. He just laughs and laughs. It's pretty adorable.
If Carson is fussy, we go visit the tiger because I know it will cheer him up.
So this past weekend, we caught Carson bouncing on Jake like he does with the tiger. We thought it was funny because Jake is extremely patient with Carson, and just lets him jump all over him. Such a good dog we have.
It's funny, right? Our kid jumping all over our dog like he does a life-size tiger.
Funny until Carson's teacher informs Brian and I this week that he is jumping on other kids.
One of us laughed, one of us didn't. I'll let you guess. Apparently, him and another friend think it's hilarious to jump on each other.
The other friends? Not so much. Who knew a new pet could cause such riffraff?
You guys, I'm raising a bully.
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