
“Stop, I want to take a nice photo of you guys. Grandma hasn’t seen you for a while.”
Apparently my definition of “nice” is alien to these little rugrats!

“Stop, I want to take a nice photo of you guys. Grandma hasn’t seen you for a while.”
Apparently my definition of “nice” is alien to these little rugrats!
Who needs morning coffee when you have Eminem!
It’s been over a month since I declared my gratitude to the world and today is as good a day as any so…
Today I am thankful for:

Thanks, Mom, for snapping this photo! With only seconds to spare you gave us a rare shot, one of only a handful of spontaneous family photos we have. It was a true miracle!
We’ve been thinking about getting a puppy ever since my oldest child would not leave our friends’ dog alone at last New Years Eve party. He would just pet that thing for as many hours as we were there. Since then, we’d go about our days to the I-want-puppy tune that my other sons quickly picked up on.
At first, I was on the fence. I had enough on my plate as it was – my life did not need to be any more hectic. Unfortunately, once the idea invaded my mind, I started thinking, weighting in pros and cons and mulling it over. Until a few days later I said “Let’s go see some puppies”. And that’s how it all started.
Couple of weeks later…

Roxy, our Golden Retriever puppy, came home two weeks ago. She’s cute and smart and kids can’t get enough of her.
I know she’ll be great for the kids and I’m already enjoying that special bond that’s forming between the two of us.
Best part? My 5yo who is the most attached to her right now has finally stopped asking me to make him a new baby (not a baby brother, mind you, but his own baby that I’d make for him)! Yep, it’s been the only he has asked me for in the past year. So I’m thinking, a puppy is a great alternative I can handle just fine!

He is my most affectionate child, one with a good heart always thinking about others. He is the family entertainer who loves to goof around if only to make others laugh. He can occupy himself for hours with LEGOs & books and is very, very smart (partial what?… whatever).
This is him at 5 months at my brother’s wedding. From 5 months to 5 years, just like that.. the time sure flies.









