The following is an example of a recurring conversation that happens a lot at our house. (substitute the olives in this case for just about anything you can imagine that I might be using)
Mike (taking one of my olives): "See? I'm sharing!"
Chrissy: "Sharing doesn't mean what you think it means."
Mike: "Yes it does. I'm a good sharer!"
Chrissy: "you're thinking of 'taking'"
Mike: "no, I'm sharing"
Chrissy: "no, you're stealing"
Mike: "but I'm a good sharer"
Chrissy: "no, you're a thief"
Mike: "but I'm sharing"
Chrissy: "that's not sharing."
Mike: "no... it's sharing"
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
The Mike Stories, Pt. 30
Last night I came into the bedroom, ready for bed... and found the bed completely missing sheets, blankets, and pillows. I asked Mike if he was changing the sheets, and he comes wandering out of the bathroom saying "maybe - you don't know!" After reminding him that's why I was asking (duh), he muttered something about going to get sheets, and left the room. He returned 5 minutes later with a package of new socks, stuck them on the dresser, and started wandering around the room.
At that point, I told him "Hey! those aren't sheets!"
he said "oh yeah" and left the room again. Then he came back with sheets from the dryer that weren't actually dry yet, and tried to put those on the bed. After telling he I wanted DRY sheets, he left the room again, and finally came back with an acceptable set of sheets. Third time's the charm, I guess!
At that point, I told him "Hey! those aren't sheets!"
he said "oh yeah" and left the room again. Then he came back with sheets from the dryer that weren't actually dry yet, and tried to put those on the bed. After telling he I wanted DRY sheets, he left the room again, and finally came back with an acceptable set of sheets. Third time's the charm, I guess!
The Mike Stories, Pt. 29
We have been taking our dog, Morpheus, to nosework classes for several months now. He's learning how to use his nose to find various things. He started out finding freeze-dried liver dog treats, and he's worked his way up to finding q-tips scented with birch and anise. He's gotten really good at it, and in class he's working on finding two scents during the same search.
So with that in mind, yesterday Mike was looking for his keys (which happens often - he hasn't settled on a single place in the house where they "belong" so they end up wherever he happens to set them down. sometimes that means they get stuck way down in the couch cushions or worse). During yesterday's key hunt, Mike told me that we should teach Morpheus how to find our keys. That sounded like a great idea to me - since Mike sometimes also hides my keys. I told him we should use a different scent for our keys than we use for nosework class - and in fact that we should probably use a scent we're unlikely to use in nosework class to avoid confusion. Potentially even a different scent for my keys than for Mike's keys, and different search words so he knows what he's after when we tell him to find them.
Next Mike got technical about the whole thing. He started talking about how we would have to go get a pouch to hold the scent, so I told him it shouldn't be hard to just sew one. (honestly I was surprised he didn't jump straight to making it himself. He wants to make everything himself lately, from curtains to back-yard furniture, to clothing and dog toys). Once he realized that a small pouch for his key chain was totally feasible to make, he got really excited and started talking about scents. First he wanted to use a different scented oil, and I reminded him that he'd have to be careful about 2 things: it shouldn't be a scent that we might use in class, and it shouldn't be a scent that would be commonly found around our house. After suggesting oregano (and getting shot down since that's definitely common in our kitchen), he got all excited and suggested patchouli. At this point he told me that we need to take Morpheus to a hippie store so we can get cones of patchouli incense to attach to our keys. he swears that if we just use the whole cone, our keys will smell like patchouli forever.
(can't you just see our giant hippie dog running around the house searching for our patchouli scented keys the next time Mike loses them?!)
So with that in mind, yesterday Mike was looking for his keys (which happens often - he hasn't settled on a single place in the house where they "belong" so they end up wherever he happens to set them down. sometimes that means they get stuck way down in the couch cushions or worse). During yesterday's key hunt, Mike told me that we should teach Morpheus how to find our keys. That sounded like a great idea to me - since Mike sometimes also hides my keys. I told him we should use a different scent for our keys than we use for nosework class - and in fact that we should probably use a scent we're unlikely to use in nosework class to avoid confusion. Potentially even a different scent for my keys than for Mike's keys, and different search words so he knows what he's after when we tell him to find them.
Next Mike got technical about the whole thing. He started talking about how we would have to go get a pouch to hold the scent, so I told him it shouldn't be hard to just sew one. (honestly I was surprised he didn't jump straight to making it himself. He wants to make everything himself lately, from curtains to back-yard furniture, to clothing and dog toys). Once he realized that a small pouch for his key chain was totally feasible to make, he got really excited and started talking about scents. First he wanted to use a different scented oil, and I reminded him that he'd have to be careful about 2 things: it shouldn't be a scent that we might use in class, and it shouldn't be a scent that would be commonly found around our house. After suggesting oregano (and getting shot down since that's definitely common in our kitchen), he got all excited and suggested patchouli. At this point he told me that we need to take Morpheus to a hippie store so we can get cones of patchouli incense to attach to our keys. he swears that if we just use the whole cone, our keys will smell like patchouli forever.
(can't you just see our giant hippie dog running around the house searching for our patchouli scented keys the next time Mike loses them?!)
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