Dec. 22

Showing the love to Michael's daycare teachers. 

Dec. 22

*These are from last night*

On the second night of Hannukah my true love gave to me, 

Two polo shirts! 

Dec. 20

On the first night of Hannukah my true love gave to me...

Two Converse high tops! 

Dec. 19

Such a big boy. 

Dec. 18

Michael's first Hannukah party

Dec. 17

Penny Lane

Dec. 16

My boy loves the vacuum. 

Ten

Yep, that's a Snuggie with dogs on it. Super cozy. 

Nine

Good grief. He's so big. 

Eight

I don't care what else I get. This will always be my favorite Hannukah present. 

Seven

Four, Five and Six

Cesar Milan and Junior, at the Bushnell

Big boy trying to get up the stairs.

Our first baby.

Cesear

The husband and I went to see Cesear Milan last night. In an act of random thoughtfulness, he bought the tickets as a Hannukah present. We weren't sure what to expect, but it was fantastic. He talked and told stories and jokes for an hour and a half, and then took questions from the audience. He brought with him Junior, his beautiful gray and white pit bull that he brings with him everywhere. He told stories about his craziest clients and joked about the difference between the United States and Mexico. We had a great night.

My mother in law watched Michael and he, of course, screamed like a lunatic when it was time for us to leave. I thought for sure he would scream until bedtime and she would say "he hates me", but luckily when we called at intermission, he he stopped and was playing. Thankfully he woke up in a much better mood.

I will post yesterday and today's picture when I get home tonight. I promise.

Three

We were so afraid we'd have to worry about Penny with the baby. Turns out she loves him. 

Two

Who's that baby? 

DPP

I've seen some things about this and thought it would be fun. For the first 25 days of December you post a picture on your blog. And maybe it will be featured on their site! And it guarantees I blog every day! And I get to show off pictures! 

During the October storm we had no power and stayed with my parents. The doggers are our family, we couldn't leave them home. This was one of the few moments of calm. My codependant Rexer who doesn't like being out of his element for too long, spend most of the week barking at nothing or trying to jump up on my mother's expensive furniture (sometimes succeeding). My Penner, always afraid of everything, was the surprising voice of reason. I love this picture of them.