Woof!

Meet Sasha, the newest addition to our family.

We've wanted to get a dog since we got married, but at the time, we were both working and knew we wouldn't have time for a dog. Then once I stopped working, we were still in an apartment, and that makes having a dog a little harder. So, we decided to wait until we were in a house. When we moved into the house, I was about to have William, so we decided to wait a little longer until we got settled into a routine with the new baby, before we took on another new baby. I'd decided that I'd rather have a young dog, a year or two old, that was already house broken so that I wouldn't have to deal with that. Then it was time to start watching Craigslist. Noah likes bigger dogs, and I prefer them too since they're much less yippy, so that narrowed the focus a little bit. A couple days ago, I found her. As soon as I saw her, I wanted her, but I had to run it by Husband first. After we did the responsible thing by making sure we could afford her and all that good stuff, I called about her. She's a German Shepherd/Lab mix, and the sweetest dog in the whole world. (And she was free, which makes it even sweeter.) She's a year old, house broken, is amazing with small children, and loves cats. Perfect! She's calm in the house, but likes to run around and play outside with little boys. Her previous owner came over this morning to check us out, and also to see if we liked Sasha. We decided that she was the perfect fit! Noah really likes her too. He even mimics her when she pants. :)

It's blurry, but that's just 'cause it's hard to keep a two year old, AND a dog still at the same time. William's been smiling at her too. It's pretty cute. The cat, Virginia, isn't sure what to think yet, but she'll come around.

Prior to being a mommy...

...I was not prepared for....

...Noah poking his brother in the eye just to find out what it feels like.

...having a baby (William) that is capable of spitting up on the back of his head. Multiple times a day.

...William pooping on his shoulders.

...watching Noah eat ketchup with a fork.

...seeing my babies grow up so fast.

...the amount of laundry such a small person can produce.

...having Noah pick up on everything we do, down to the smallest detail.

...Noah walking up to me randomly and asking for a kiss.

...William singing along with Noah.

...being so tired while having a newborn.

...Noah giving his brother hugs whenever he can, just because.

...all the bodily fluids that can fit inside such a little person.

...the fact that now I have an excuse to make funny faces in public.

...finding a banana in the microwave.

...the number of times and ways a boy-child can hit their head in one day.

...needing to find storage for outgrown baby clothes.

...the rolls on Noah's legs going away.

...how often I'd have to go to the Dr's office.

...how much fun it is to hear my kids' laugh.

...the amount of things I'm able to do one-handed.

...losing my voice from talking funny.