You have a blast in Hawaii for two weeks. Tired and tan, you fly home on a red eye during which neither you nor your children sleep. Your oldest son throws up 7 times over the course of the two flights. After being home for 1 day you leave behind the mountains of laundry and drive to Twain Harte for some quality time with friends at the cabin. While there, your oldest son (poor guy) develops a 103 degree fever, so you pack up and began driving home asap in order to keep your friends' kids away from the germs. What do you do next? Call the doctor perhaps? Decide you have overstressed the kids with all the traveling and take things easy for a while? Or maybe you are like us and make a slightly less logical, though WAY more fun decision: You get a puppy on the drive home. Meet Bentley:
He's an 8 week old Boxer pup and we LOVE him. Also, my husband can NEVER blame me for the fact that we now have 2 dogs, because this was totally his rash decision. My conscience is completely clear. One minute we were driving past a sign saying "boxer pups," and the next minute I had a puppy on my lap and my husband was back on the road with a sheepish grin on his face. Awesome!
In summary, Hawaii was amazing - lots of fun in the sun and ocean with Grandma and Grandpa. Moses is sick, though it is nothing a little Tylenol can't help. And we have a new puppy. The farm just gets bigger and bigger. :)
3 comments:
SOOOO CUTE!!!!!! John was the sucker for our second dog too. :) Glad you had fun! Hope Moses is feeling better and that you all stay healthy!
Welcome home! and welcome to your new addition -- so cute!
Glad you had a great time! And that pup is so, so cute... I don't know if I would have been able to pass it up, either.
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