Morgan hearts Dogs

It seems obvious to me that, in this picture, Pepper (my folks' giant pointer/lab mix) has licked Morgan and she is squinting under the moment ago onslaught of a tongue that's twice the size of her tiny noggin.


But what the picture seems to be saying is that she's puckering up and my mother is having to hold Pepper back from that enticing offer of love (note: wedge of mother's leg in lower left hand corner of photo holding the beast at bay). If photos are worth a thousand words, this picture makes it abundantly clear that those 1,000 words could be the wrong ones.

WhatIS true, though, is that besides lucking out with a unbearadorable niece. . . the family has also lucked out in having dogs that are brilliant with babies. Both Cincinnati dogs love her to death (note: possibly yours if you move at Morgan too swiftly. . . just so you know).

All of the Other Days of Vacation So Far

Not really. But I have a new niece--since June. Yesterday in a court house in Ohio, she officially became a Stewart--her SS# and last name changed and she's ours forever and ever and ever. Apparently, after the judge gave my brother and sister-in-law a brief lecture on parenting, he turned to Morgan and said he had just one question for her. . . how have the last six months been? And she actually giggled in response! Really. Shut Up! So Cute!

Happy to say, that though Dan and I live far far away and haven't seen her since August, she liked us quite a bit and was nothing but happy and giggly in our company. We will be spoiling her rotten. . . even from afar. And every time I go home to visit, I believe it will continue to be a three way death match between me, grandma and great grandma to see who gets to hold her the most.

The perfect baby--see for yourself:

already a connoisseur of fine baby toys

uncle Dan got that baby good!

Grrrrrrr

Is this the hand of a tiny ferocious bear?

you be the judge.

grrrrrrrrrrrrr.

really, my niece is the cutest thing.