A Day at a Time

It's becoming my mantra. Take it a day at a time...ommm...
Last night the de-worming that our puppy had ended with a spectacular result--the exit of the worms. So he feels much better and I have an image branded in my head that I really didn't want.

Jake is deciding this is a good time to push every button and test every rule that exists. In between being utterly charming and loving.

Phoebe alternates between jamming both hands in her mouth and drooling, screaming and arching her back, and demanding to nurse. Even though she is, technically, weaned. But who cares about technicalities when you're teething?

Oh yeah, and that other big guy in the house, the one I married, I think he looms around in the background wanting some sort of attention too.

A day at a time.

A New Puppy!

Excitement races through the kidlets household--a new puppy is in residence! Daddy and Jake drove to Georgia (yep, on Thanksgiving weekend, no less) to pick out the new addition. Of course traffic was horrendous and they didn't return until very early Monday morning.
With the cutest puppy you ever want to see!

He doesn't have a name yet. Well, jake wants him to be "Kissy" but I think that is NOT the name that is in Steve's plans! He's thinking Stuck (like Hans Stuck, the Porsche driver). Or Reagan.

Jake is thrilled beyond belief and has already engaged in "run around the house yelling with puppy close behind." Puppy also loves Phoebe, who is not a fan of being knocked over and licked, so we'll see how that shakes out.

One more critter to love!

The Elusiveness of Sleep

What I wouldn't give for a full complete night of uninterrupted sleep. The chance to lie in bed, with only my husband, and sleep until I woke up.

No drinks of water.

No lost binkies.

No pee in the bed, wet diapers, lost blankets, lost stuffed animals.

Just me. Asleep.

That ain't gonna happen, so I'll live with the sleep deprivation and the wiggly people cuddled up next to me while it lasts.