happy birthday milo and teddy!

remember how teddy and milo coincidentally have the same birthday only 8 years apart? how bizarre is that? we're pretty sure that the movie "twins" was based off of them because, well... just take a gander:

anyway, what that means is, when their birthday rolls around, we pull out all the stops. i baked them some dog cookies that i fully intended to cut into little bone-shapes to complete the look, but it turns out that a lot of "fully intended" things never get accomplished once a baby's in your home. so, i just rolled the dough into little balls and they came out looking more like people cookies.

so i guess it's my fault for leaving them out on a plate on our kitchen counter where the boy thought they were for him... i didn't notice when he started eating them since we had guests over (man, i'm glad he didn't offer any to the guests!), but afterward, he admitted to me that those cookies were an all-time low in my baking history. i assured him that the dogs didn't think so.

on the same list of "fully intended" but yet to be accomplished things to do was "get the dogs a new toy." i have to be honest, this was really more for me than for the dogs. last christmas, i got them a tennis ball turtle. i couldn't find a picture of it (i'm really having bad luck with finding good pictures online these days, huh?) but here's the idea:

really cute, right? i thought so, too until teddy ripped apart the tennis ball leaving only a poor naked turtle. not so cute...

but teddy loves the dumb thing! he carries it around with him EVERYWHERE! he's even gotten it into a family photo! (notice it hanging out of his mouth like a slimy serpent) (p.s. look how cute Q is. ah.) (p.s.s. milo looks like a muppet these days because a third thing on the "fully intended" list is give him a hair cut...)

so, without asking anyone's permission and making sure teddy wasn't looking, i finally threw that creepy thing away... or at least i thought i did. the next morning, lo and behold, guess what was outside of our trashcan

oops, my bad. must have missed the trashcan when i threw it away the first time. so, in it went again, never to be seen again. right? wrong! the next morning:

what in the?? now i'm really creeped out by this dumb toy... so, i threw it away again, tied the trashbag shut, took it outside and burned it. okay, i'm lying about burning it, but i did take it outside to the dumpster. but now that i'm thinking about it, i should have burned it because that little monster will probably find its way out of the dumpster and be staring me right in the face when i wake up tomorrow morning. dang it. guess i won't be sleeping tonight.