I’ve made a promise to get a dog when we get settled into our new house. But, it seems to me we already have a dog. Levi, he’s part canine. Look at him. He could be on a poster. This child knows how to break your heart with his eyes. He’ll climb up on your lap and say, “snuggle-snuggle-snuggle”. He’ll lick milk off the floor. He already smells like a dirty dog. He’s housebroken, kinda. Why do we need a dog?
 This is a series of posts that I wrote back in 2006 on living with less stuff. Check them out:
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What makes a little boy happy? A big pile of dirt on a sweltering day.
What makes a little boy grumpy? Being told to come inside and get cleaned up.
What makes a little boy smile. Knowing that he’ll get to go back out to that dirt pile tomorrow.
enthusiasm lacking
feel like yakking
tired of heat and lack of sleep
tripping over the heap
that’s three feet deep
tired of of the four always needing more
my body is sore
will somebody PLEASE SHUT THE DOOR?!
tired of whining , tired of rhyming
wish I was dining
instead of doing the house signing
tired of asking how, when, where and why
thank God I don’t have a stye in my eye
tired of me, myself and I
so, blokin’ tired I’d like to cry
but instead
I’ll get up out of my bed
wake the four from the dead
make sure they are dressed and fed
one more load
then down the road
so I can sleep in my new abode
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