Happy Halloween?

I think I was more excited for Halloween than Olivia was (duh). The child would NOT smile the entire time she was in her costume. She did make some fishy lips, but other than that there was absolutely no affect what so ever. However, once I took the darn thing off she gave me a big smile and said "mama". Olivia visited Grandma and Grandpa Mackin, Grandma Linda and Grandpa Dale (my parents good friends who live across the street from them) and Aunt Patty and Uncle Bruce. She also wore her costume to Kim's house that morning.

Olivia has been having some issues with sleeping, oh wait, lack of sleeping lately. I tried getting rid of her 3rd nap of the day, as it was occuring so late and she was not waking up until 7:00 from her nap and then going to bed for the night after 9:00. Well, I successfully got rid of the nap, but it messed EVERYTHING up and we were up at all hours of the night, as it seems that Olivia was thinking that was her 3rd nap and then was up and ready to play for a while. Needless to say, I gave the 3rd nap back, tweaked it a bit and we are doing much better. However, stupid day light savings time screwed it all up today. UGH!


Tooth #4 came last weekend and #5 is ready to bust through. I hate teeth. Hoenstly, they are so overrated......

Here are a couple pictures of KB. The poor dog is tortured, lovingly tortured, but tortured none the less by Olivia on a daily basis and then Chuck had to go and decorate him with Olivia's linky loos. He is a trooper. (Notice Olivia in the background watching).


Poor KB is also going through a bit of anxiety. Ever since we had the car accident (remember KB was with us) he has had HUGE issues with riding in the car. This makes me so sad, as KB used to LOVE riding in the car. Now he has so much anxiety that he literally pants the entire ride to wherever we are going. Unfortunately, two weekends ago that was a 3 hour trip to Dubuque and then a 3 hour trip home. He panted so hard that I thought his poor heart was going to jump out of his chest. It has also gotten so bad that when we go to my parents every Sunday he will now refuse to get in the car to return home. He is fine getting in to leave, but then pants all the way over, but when we leave my parents later in the day/evening he absolutely

refuses to get in the car. In fact, tonight he wouldn't even leave their living room. Poor puppy. That makes me so sad. With that said, KB is fine as long as he is not in a car. He is wonderful with Olivia and takes a lot of CRAP!