Beautiful Flowers

Paul sent these beautiful flowers to me today. He says it was for no reason, just because.
I say it's because I picked up all the dog poop in the backyard.

Paul, the egg, and the microwave

Paul claimed that I told him that you could put an egg, still in its shell, in the microwave, cook it for 1 minute, and have a soft-boiled egg. He swore up and down.
I told him that I would never tell him that because the egg would explode. And just as I said you're gonna have a big mess to clean up with this expl.....KABOOM! The egg exploded all over inside the microwave. MEN!

Introducing Noodle

Introducing Noodle, the LAST addition to our family. He is a.....wait for it....labradoodle. That's right, we let the kids name the dog. Big mistake, you say? You mean, how can we name our dog Noodle the labradoodle? How do we explain this to all of the people who ask? It goes something like this: Vet: What's the dog's name? Noodle. Vet: What kind of dog is Noodle? He's a labradoodle. Vet: Noodle.....the labradoodle? Stiffled laughter. That's pretty much how the conversation goes. The thing is Noodle really is a noodle. The name fits. He eats rocks and bark and on the first day he ran right into the sliding glass door. While it was shut. See? He really is a Noodle.



Noodle in the back of our van, saying goodbye to his mom.
Noodle with his piggy, because he really loves to chew. On anything. On rugs, dress shoes, Crocs, stuffed animals, water bottles, etc...