Inexplicable

Tomorrow is TJ's 11th birthday. Eleven. How is that possible?  It seems just like yesterday that he was running around the house with a yard stick (his favorite toy) and chattering on about the 'tees' (trees). 

TJ is having a pool party at an area high school on Sunday. He loves to swim and this was actually the most affordable party option I came up with. I told him yesterday that I was going to order a cake made out of two dozen cupcakes to feed the kids at the party. TJ requested that I get cupcakes that were white inside. He informed me he doesn't like chocolate cake. This was news to me, but I promised there would be no chocolate.

Tonight, Nolan had therapy and TJ and Sam had their first practice for the Christmas program at church. I was with Nolan and Bill had the other two. I asked him to stop by the grocery store on the way home so TJ could pick out a dessert for his birthday dinner tomorrow. That's right. I didn't bake. I haven't had the time, the energy, or the desire. 

I got home from therapy and was very surprised to see TJ picked out this cake:

Sure looks like a lot of chocolate for a kid who doesn't want a chocolate cake! Bill said he was surprised too. You know why TJ wanted this specific cake? He thought the name on the label was hysterical. 

TJ saw me looking at the cake and said, "Isn't that a funny name for a cake? But I sure hope there isn't chocolate cake under the frosting!"

Oh, my Dear. That's pretty much the point of Death by Chocolate!

Happy birthday, TJ!

Not a puppy!

Would someone please tell Copper that she is not a puppy? She puts everything in her mouth! Just last night, she got in trouble twice. 

I was sitting on the floor, doing my nails. I set down a wrapped chocolate Tootsie Roll Pop. Copper was in her bed just behind me. I thought she was chewing on her Nyla bone. I reached for my lollipop and it was gone. I turned toward the dog and was shocked to see she had unwrapped it and was happily gnawing on it. I snatched it away before she could determine how many licks it takes to get to the center. I was quite sad about throwing it away. It was the only Tootsie Roll Pop I found in the boys' Halloween candy.

I was applying some new Jamberry nail wraps and was using a nice new emery board. I finished applying the last wrap and reached for the emery board one last time. And it was gone. Once again, I turned toward Copper and found her gnawing on it. Seriously?! Was she trying to file her teeth? Wouldn't that be a painful sensation? Like fingernails on a chalkboard! 

I guess this story has a happy ending. She didn't actually ingest either item and my nails are super cute.