first father's day.

We had a great first Father's Day celebration for Mr. Perfect yesterday. Baby Girl and I let him sleep til 7 (that's late in this house nowadays!) and then went in and woke him up to give him his gifts.

Baby Girl, myself, and the pups all gave the Mister a nice card, but I think Baby Girl's might have been the best. =) I had found a card where she could record a message and got her to coo into that. Only took 4 days to get her to do that (she'd be cooing or laughing away til I pressed the record button, then silence), but it turned out so cute!



We got Mr. Perfect a new shirt and some cigars that he wanted, but the best present by far was from BG. Her and I had gone a few weeks ago to make him a Father's Day plate with her footprints on it and it turned out awesome. I know guys don't usually dig the sappy stuff, but he seemed to really like this. I personally love it. But I'm a sucker for that kind of stuff.. =)


my heart and soul..


After opening gifts, we headed to Sunday School and church and then lunch at the grandparents after that. Of course there was a photo session..

Could they possibly be any cuter?!?

Baby Girl with her Daddy and great-granddad. We missed our Pops!!

my family...

I adore my family. I can't thank God enough for blessing me with these two. They are my world!

After lunch Baby Girl and I sacked out on the couch until Mr. P woke us up to "get his girls home and in the bed". I love hearing that. And so we headed home where her and I slept and he enjoyed some time to himself.

In all honesty, that was probably the best gift we gave him yesterday!

Hope you had the best Father's Day ever babe. Your girls sure do love you...

why we're the best pet owners ever...

Because we do things like this to our cat and thoroughly enjoy it. Like, laughing hysterically enjoy it.



Or I do. Mr. Perfect was a little horrified that I was torturing his cat.

Ahh.. cheap entertainment.

My Heart Melts..

Just found this picture...



A man and his dogs.

My heart melts.

I love my Dad and his pups....

Indy...

Once upon a time there was a family. This family moved to a new house and had to buy groceries at the local store. While at this new store they found a dog. The dog was obviously hungry and not taken care of, so they took the dog. The daughter named the dog Windy Freckles. Windy because she was so small the wind could knock her over and Freckles for the black spots on the white of her snout. Well for some reason this family didn't get Ms. Freckles spayed right away and she got herself in a little situation... ahem. So this family ended up with a litter of puppies. They picked one out to keep. A pretty brown boy the kids named Indiana Jones, because he was the same color as Indy's hat. Indy he became.

I was twelve years old when we got Indy, and I was 26 on the day he left us... It's been a sad day for my family. Our poor baby got diagnosed with heart failure about a month ago. Obviously you all know I work with animals so I know that's no good. But we tried. Indy lives up North with my parents but he sees the doctor I work for down here. We did medication for a while but... Everyday I work with families that have to make that decision of when it's time to let their beloved pet go, and as an outsider it's so easy to say "it's time". But when it's your families beloved pet.. not quite so easy. But we made that decision today. It was only fair to him. I'm going to get all philosophical here for a minute because I've had an emotional day.. A dog is truly man's best friend. They need you and you'll quickly find that you need them. A dog has an unconditional love for it's master. Who else will love you if you cage it up, forget to feed it, or sometimes get home late and leave him out in the cold too long?! (None of those ever happen in our house!!) They want nothing more than to make you happy. To lay at your feet and be petted. To learn tricks that please you. To bark and almost raise the dead if they feel you need to know something. I've been blessed with some amazing family dogs, and I've felt the same way I feel right now when they've had to go on home. I feel blue... It sucks even more for my parents because he's been just "their" dog for years. God bless you Indy for being an amazing dog. I'm sure you're running around in heaven right now with a brand new healthy heart! I bet someone's throwing you a stick right now and you can actually run to go catch it. Thanks for being a great dog...