OUT! OUT! OUT!

Sooooo freakin cute. It is so hard to leave this little guy. But Jen and I have managed, twice, to actually get out and do something, just the two of us. The first time was a quick dinner trip to the Chatham Tap. Nice little pub on Mass Ave. Very tasty vittles. We only lasted about 2 hours, but it was great to get out. We didn't realize that the second time, a whopping 4 hour vacation from the little tyke would be the most difficult. As some may know, I am bit of a comic book geek. Jen has embraced this side of me and I regularly make her sit through comic book movies. The Dark Knight had been out for an entire week and I had not seen it, she knew this was killing me and arranged for her mom to watch Oz while we caught an IMAX version of the film. Little did we know, that it would be sold out and we would have to wait another hour to see a regular version. We did, it was phenomenal and if you haven't seen it, go see it. Even if you are not a big fan of comics, Aaron Eckart and Heath Ledger are amazing. After the movie, I HAD to go the bathroom. I had been nervously shifting in my seat for the last hour of the movie and finally could not wait. But as soon as we left the theater Jen mentioned Oscar and I knew I would have to wait another 10 minutes. I actually didn't mind. I really wanted to get back to our little man. I just miss the little guy and all the little things he does. Plus, someday, I am going to make that little kid hit the comic book store with me on Wednesdays and go to all of the movies that I currently drag his mom too.
We are headed out again tonight and my parents are going to watch Oz. !!!!!St. Elmos!!!!! We have had a gift certificate since Christmas and it has been killing us not to use it. But we wanted to wait until Jen could enjoy some wine and maybe a pre-meal martini. Thank God for grandparents and breast pumps!! Without them we, as in Jen, would be tied to Oz and we might as well duct tape him to her chest. But we, once again, by we I mean Jen, have been building up a stock of food and we can leave, albeit reluctantly, Oz with one of his loving grandparents. We have been trying to teach the dogs to watch Oz, but aside from an occasional lick on the head, they are more interested in his toys and why do they make noise, and how can they make us play with these toys and them. They have been great though, Coco circles Oz like a big sister and makes sure Mongo doesn't get too close. When he does, she growls and lets him know that this is a no pug zone. Mongo really doesn't care, he just wants Oz to pet him.

Oscar hits the high note

Jen and I were taking one of the few moments of quiet to enjoy some Thai food as Oscar was sleeping. It was very close to dinner time for Oscar and he suddenly decided that he would let us know. He has cried before, and we were getting used to the tone and volume, but this time, he must have realized that we weren't immediately jumping to attention and presenting food, we had maybe another minute of diner to eat but it didn't matter. His voice kind of cracked, he coughed, and then WHAM!!! A whole new level of crying! The volume was impressive, he hit a much higher pitch and he held it for a much longer period of time. We both jumped and realized that he has taken it to a whole new level. He is so dramatic.

He is a loud kid though. Earlier, he was sleeping on my lap, Jen was sitting next to me, both Cosmo and Coco were asleep next to us. We were slowly dozing off and Oz let loose a chorus of trumpets as he filled his pants. Both dogs jumped up, shocked at the sound. I thought Oz had hurt himself, but he just slept through it. The dogs eventually went back to sleep, but they have a new found respect for the Oz man.

The rest of the fam

Let me introduce the rest of the family. They are, in order of appearance, Mongo, our not so little black pug. Cosmo Kramer, our small chihuahua poodle mix with a Napoleon complex, and Coco Chanel, the sister to Cosmo. Mongo was found wandering on the side of the road by a friend about 7 years ago and has been a member of the family ever since. His tongue doesn't quite fit his mouth so it is always out. The other two animals are Coco and Cosmo, they are very small dogs. Though Cosmo can be a bit of a grouch some times and he is a bit possessive of his yard. He doesn't like birds in the yard and to watch him hop around after birds that he will never catch can be hilarious. Coco is slightly larger than Cosmo but that doesn't stop him from battling her sumo style in the living room. I will have to get video of that sometime as it is very funny to watch. Two tiny dogs, on their hind legs trying to push each other out of the middle of the room. They are great dogs and I am sure they are going to be shocked when Jen and I walk in with a mini-us. They have been very good around kids in the past, so I am not worried about that. Mongo is just so old he doesn't even realize he is a fat, fat, fat dog. He might accidentally lean against the baby and push over the house. They are all great dogs though, and besides Mongo's new flatulence issue, he has stained carpets with his stench, they should be very good with the kid.

This is new!

I thought this would be a nice thing to do since I have so many friends that tend to keep us updated on their lives via their blogs. So as a little precursor to our first child, I thought I would start one myself and see if I had the fortitude to keep it updated and the creativity to keep it interesting. I will get Jen to update as well and as she is the more humorous of our current duo, her posts will be probably be much more entertaining. In the meantime I couldn't help but post a pic of what I am sure many people do when they are expecting their first child and have small dogs. Notice the shock and awe on my face and the look of submission on Cosmo, as he realizes that he has once again been substituted for the future baby Sahm. He is such a good sport!