It's Official
Puberty is all around me.
Even the puppy's voice has changed.
(Youtube clip embedded here, for those of you who get the blog via e-mail.)
He's entered a very destructive phase:![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifuO-BEN5D3Kq-glD8KFZXef4iD7Hb_Jqi5L8VVPTst0upjir7pj-jLUQAJ9cMGRhSSjq3fo7Z6xJHrQRBxRW5U-9c8fJdaYEnKDQgYQ-L5RM93_uvZxK93S6niiu8stbqXkCf/s400/IMG_6320.JPG)
He doesn't want to stay outside:![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmBQ4NtubYLWLvsAJIdeu6rKOteK1YHz9wYSmvsFsQL87EhwLi-4I7hSdPcrZBObtbauFOSkExRoECHi3bj23cwn_awq_au9VQKnMGlj_wo-WCQAjtKBfDtL-sa2Hb9Tco4ky/s400/IMG_6178.JPG)
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He just bedevils the heck out of his siblings:![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfks3ZLnHPtfrd9eUTrU_IAY2_bjdX__l4NzlHzXs7GoAA7BGibcp6zfVBVUK8y0CYOI512F4xcAIKRkctM4g3nNPYy-VoFYUAM7YqiH4vAYzW9lW3Ilyp-DpCCXnEAGGZF-F/s400/IMG_6235.JPG)
And his parents:![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4O0EC0VDdJuFYfc9s2pyKHvVEQq1Vdj9XFXHUiFBFLkKMt7Fl-jcaSqLvcRSyHCOLr2RZVhHZIprerL6O0hLXE7PA4slgULrCpNSTadltshnniRW1t1fMKmGI-b7eoeflgD4b/s400/IMG_6408.JPG)
and has to be the center of attention at all times:![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NYJJamjp6SP8QPnc5wzl6Kgzf5RWW2HDT9GWQAzzA6sYH-OV_TZxgmhXLzCZaMGQ0_1Ls_4ocjqLfDjwUzHMfTBuVLLnjOxE0-6SMMuuw-woLG-3ZlTe87xPDeHVMCKDggb8/s400/IMG_6125.JPG)
And there's lots of eye-rolling and moodiness...oh, wait, that's not all HIM.
Dang, are all of these rites of passage necessary?
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Good thing he's so cute.
Even the puppy's voice has changed.
(Youtube clip embedded here, for those of you who get the blog via e-mail.)
He's entered a very destructive phase:
He doesn't want to stay outside:
He just bedevils the heck out of his siblings:
And his parents:
and has to be the center of attention at all times:
And there's lots of eye-rolling and moodiness...oh, wait, that's not all HIM.
Dang, are all of these rites of passage necessary?
Good thing he's so cute.
Comments
don't worry, it's just a phase (this is what my mother always said about us kids, too).
I've just finished catching up on all you've been up to - it sounds like you've been having a particularly trying time lately. I'm sorry I missed the chance to tell you how very much I enjoy your blog. You are a very special person, and can make me smile, even when I can't think of anything to smile about by myself.
I hope things look up for you soon.
Good luck with the destructive stage....
(Sorry about the house.)
He's supposed to be cute; that's his job. At least until he can catch his own squirrels and feed himself.
And hey, your woodwork looks just like mine!
I have been considering getting a new puppy, but this is giving me pause.
I think she out grew it. I don't know. The ex got to keep that one. lol I got the good dog.
Nylabones! Great big nylabones. They are your friend.
Hugs honey.