Yesterday was a hectic day running errands, starting to pack, and trying to get our house ready for all of us to be gone for a month. In the midst of the chaos, we had a sick dog. Dogs puke- that’s not surprising or even concerning necessarily. But after her vomited the 5th time, I was anxious and stressed out and decided we needed to squeeze a vet trip into an already jam packed day.
An x-ray to make sure nothing was lodged inside of him and an anti-nausea shot later, I was re-assured that he was not feeling well, but would be fine. And by the evening, he was back to normal.
We’ve had Axel for a full month now. When I first spoke with his foster mom, she assured me he was a really good dog- potty trained, didn’t chew, etc. And she was right! He is such a sweet dog. He hasn’t had any potty accidents, he listens well, he is calm, and easy going. He goes into the boys’ room every night when I tuck them in and stands there, watches me tuck them in and makes sure they are in bed before he leaves. Olivia used to do the same thing and it’s so sweet. He likes to be in the middle of the mess of toys and little boys on the floor. He has tasted a few toys, but hasn’t actually chewed on anything.
We’ve been working on his manners while he walks- he is super easy going until he sees a squirrel or other dog, and then 60 pounds of muscle turns into a rocket that nearly rips my arm off. Also, the few times I’ve let him greet another dog, he has tried to snap at them, so I’ve been working on getting him to sit and look at me every time another dog is nearby. He’s doing really well (thanks to lots of treats) and I am impressed with how smart he is.
The boys (and me too) are ridiculously excited for camp. We are all ready for a change of scenery. I am ready to live in the nice shady woods on the edge of a breezy lake. It gets hot at camp, but nothing like it is right now. I am so sick of the heat and humidity. I am excited to swim every day, paddle board, have campfires, and make some progress on projects around camp. 
Today I went to Costco and Walmart. Packed, loaded the van, made some lists… Nate was a ROCKSTAR and an expert packer. He carried, loaded, moved, as well as helped clean, and calmed me down several times as well. But we are packed (mostly) and ready for our trip up north.
The boys had one last day at Grandma’s house. They had a blast and got to order McDonald’s for lunch. They were happy boys when I picked them up and they will miss their days with Grandma.
Tomorrow is the day we’ve been waiting for! July is here. Camp is here.
The boys (and me too) are ridiculously excited for camp. We are all ready for a change of scenery. I am ready to live in the nice shady woods on the edge of a breezy lake. It gets hot at camp, but nothing like it is right now. I am so sick of the heat and humidity. I am excited to swim every day, paddle board, have campfires, and make some progress on projects around camp.