Breakfast as a family, on a weekday. A rarity, right now. I’ll take every single one I can get. style file:

Morning pep talk: Be good. Don’t chew on things that aren’t your toys. Don’t bite me. Have fun. Be a good eater. Don’t bite me. Go potty outside – ONLY! Play nice with Moxie. And most importantly, don’t bite me. OK. Love you ❤️

So, if each one human year = seven dog years, and Ginger is three months old, then we’re really approaching the terrible twos, right? Let’s just go with yes, because that would help explain a lot right now. A LOT 😂 style file:

We have absolute gratitude for having a place to stay for the ten weeks between closing on our old house, and closing on our new, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t wear us down. Completely.

Succulents and tootsie pops > flowers and chocolate To my sweet, sweet girl – may you always feel special and loved. Because you are. This day and everyday. XOXO style file:

This dog. Will not fit in this table for much longer. And so we leave her. Also. This dog. Has extremely pungent gas, that can clear a room. Good thing she’s cute. style file: