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Aislinn spent the night last night. I think she was trying to tell Jeff and I NOT to have a baby of our own. I'm guessing she doesn't want to share the spotlight. She slept for about and hour and a half and the rest of the night woke up about every 30 minutes. But she's so cute. I didn't mind. In her defense, she just got tubes in her ears last wednesday and may still be adjusting to that. Also, she was sneezing alot so she may have been having allergy problems or something. Not really sure. So this morning, around 6:15 when she was ready to get up, she rolled over, looked and me and smiled behind her pacifier, and started to clap her hands. Precious.
We took her to church with us this morning and she did very well. Our church has a loud music service with a band, and she just watched in awe and kicked her legs. Then, like a good baptist, she slept quietly during the sermon. :)
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Jeff and I decided that it would be a great idea to take BOTH Maggie and Lexie to PetCo to get new collars. He wanted them to go so they could try them on in the store. We had to get them new collars because over the past few weeks, the girls have managed to chew each other's collars to shreds. Nice.
So we played fetch with them first in hopes of getting some of their energy out. Yeah right. Then we all loaded up and headed to PetCo. The only thing that saved me from being pulled behind Maggie was the tile floor. She couldn't get a grip on it. She was spinning her little legs like the Flinstones. Hahahaha... Lexie was about the same. At first, Jeff and Lexie were in front, but that caused Maggie to panic and think she needed to catch up. So we switched, and Maggie and I went in front, but then Lexie felt the same need to catch up. Silly girls. But we survived. Hopefully they will get better over time. We've been working with Lexie to walk on a leash and she's making some improvement. It's really our fault because we don't do it often enough. Mostly, we just play fetch in the backyard then the girls both jump in the kiddie pool.
So anyways, we got them both new collars and made it home in one piece. The girls came home and crashed like they had just run a marathon. They've caught their second wind now and are wrestling around in the living room, chewing on each other's collars. GRRRRR.. I just don't get it. One will go limp and let the other practically drag her by the collar. Then they switch. Then they lick each other in the face. Crazy doggies.
