I'm Kidding

(But only kind of)

Dear Kaleo,

On Saturday you turned 6 months old.

-You weigh 17 pounds. (He's in the 90th percentile! ....Kidding, I have no idea)

-You are still on stoner drugs from your surgery, so you are acting psychotic lately. But we still love you.

-You love to sit, lay down, and wait, but only for a treat.

-You cannot seem to wrap "Shake!" around your head, but we'll keep trying.

-You are doing better greeting strangers and children, but are still afraid of the maintenance men at our apartment complex.

-You still throw up within 10 minutes of being in the car, and probably even less now that you took a trip to the vet. You have no idea that we are going on a camping trip this weekend, and we are scared to tell you you're about to get back in the car.

-You are starting to live up to your name ("The Voice") and barking at every squeak in the house. Sometimes the only thing that will shut you up is a spray of water to the nose.

-Our favorite thing to say to you is, "Try it again, see what happens." And you're favorite thing to do is, try it again, and then run away real fast.

-You love Mommy's bras and socks. Especially when company's over. 

-You're very regular; what goes in always comes out. Good boy!

-You are starting obedience training next week! Yay!

-You always stop fetching right when we throw the ball the hardest and farthest. 

-You love when my nanny boys come over because they give you hotdogs and drop their food on the floor.

-You are teaching us lots of patience and how to take turns! This will come in handy in later years!

Mommy and Daddy love you, sweetie. Keep making us smile, and we'll keep feeding you. :)