Gage. Oh Gage.
I am pretty sure he has now realized we are about to bring another human into the family and is revolting having another child; ride him like a horse, pull his tail, and chase him with their toys, by doing EVERY annoying thing possible he can to us.
What does this have to do with pine cones? Well these aren't just any pine cones... these are the super smelly cinnamon Christmas pine cones.
Last night around 9:00pm Gage decided to play with a skunk. A skunk whos spray smells like burnt hair and baby throw up. Matt then let him in the house not realizing that our foaming at the mouth dog had been sprayed by a skunk. So now our entire house has this wonderful scent.
During a 10pm Walmart run to get carpet deodorizer, air freshener, and any other scent killing product Matt could find he threw two huge bags of these pine cones in the cart. When he got home we placed them ALL over the house...
So now our house smells like burnt hair, baby throw up, and cinnamon.
I think a new baby is going to be easy compared to what Gage has thrown at us lately ha.
On the other hand, when B woke up this morning and saw all the pine cones she informed me how pretty they were. Glad you like them B.