How about your day care providers? Not me.
The people you see every week when you take your dog in for blood work? You betcha!
How about the people your dog sees once a month to have his fuzzy buns washed and brushed? Of course!
Every holiday the kids take special treats to those people who treat them best. They pile into the Tahoe with daddy and hand deliver home made goodies and lots of kisses to the ones they love.
This month I went a little overboard.


I hand dipped scary bones with blood inside. Down to the very last detail. Yep, that's what the crazy dog mommies do. Only after I packaged them up did I realize a Vet probably wouldn't think bloody bones were cool.
This dog mom's lost it.










Too bad no one in California sells LifeSavers in a roll anymore. When did that happen? Now they come in a tin? Who in the world wants a firecracker tin? I had to scratch the idea. The closest thing I could find was a tube of breath mints. You can't hardly spend a day sucking on breath mints and feeling very good about it so I scrapped the idea. Does anyone need a million yards of red, white, and blue stars?
It only took us a few hours to make one set each. Well, it probably took less time than that since we started by clearing out space in her cabinet for all my stamping stuff. I hate dragging it all over there every time and since Laura is one of the nicest girls I know, she promptly stuffed all of her neat and organized things into a box so I could mess up a shelf in her house. Move over sista, I'm moving in!