My kids are getting a little old for blogging daily life details, I think. It was all good and fun when they were toddlers and then pre-schoolers, but I think they are old enough now to have an opinion about what gets put out there about them and it looks like Kenzie is just a few years away from having her own blog. I kid. Kind of.
What’s a girl to do? Who do I exploit for the purpose of blog banter?
Eric saw this problem on the horizon. He knew there was a very real possibility that I just might turn loose on him and start telling you all about what he had for breakfast and give you even more details about his dental trauma.
So he did what any man would do.
He went in search of a dog. A tiny, tiny dog. One that would cock its head to the side just so and listen very intently to any little ol’ thing I might need to say. A dog that would fit in my purse.
This is Charlie.
Charlie is half Scottish Terrier and half Shih Tzu. He fits in my purse (though I really don’t have the nerve to keep him in it for longer than it took to determine he fit there), he thinks it is sooo fabulous when I do dishes, he looooves it when I start dusting, and he is basically the best cheerleader any Homemaker could ask for.
I love me some Charlie.
He has already assured me that I have his full and complete permission to divulge all details of even our most intimate of conversations. He has promised not to roll his eyes and walk away from me if I ask him to pose for a really cute picture that would look sooo great on my blog. Essentially, Charlie has given me full authority with his dignity and I just don’t know what blogger could ask for more from any family member.
Pupppieeeee!!!
What happened to Rocko?
Rocco learned to jump fences. Actually lept over them like a deer. Beautiful and tragic all at once.
This puppy is certain to never grow large enough to scale much more than a curb.
Watch out, I have always wanted a teeny, tiny puppy. I have always had huge ones.
I know where you live.
Oh cutie little Charlie. I’m not so much a dog person but lil Charlie looks harmless…
I’m behind on your posts! I’ve missed a few and I’ve got to get caught up on the L&T of Eric’s wife…I hope you’ll keep a few kid stories now and then. I enjoy the laughs!
Oh man. I already love your puppy.
Oh he is gorgeous!! Congrats!!
Congrats on the new addition…he is very cute!
Cute puppy!
How adorable! Congrats!
I love him.
I’m with you on the kid age thing. I have to be realllllly careful because my oldest two actually read my blog. No fun.
I absolutely cannot WAIT for more pictures of that delicious face. Please hurry!
I love puppies with their sharp little teeth and their smelly puppy breath. Charlie is a cutie.
Don’t forget that there are those of us out here that are watching your sunflowers.
I miss Wallace being that small. Enjoy your new puppy!
I miss Wallace being that small. Enjoy house breaking your new puppy!
Oh, and I meant to say that he looks just like an Ewok.
cute.
super cute!
Awww, what a cute puppy! What a great solution to the “can’t blog about my gradeschool children” problem.
Such creativity! I look forward to hearing about the life and times of Charlie the super-cute puppy…
Yea!!! Charlie is a perfect match for you, Amy!!! He is just what you need. I can’t get over how your kids have grown!!! I also respect you very much, for respecting them (and Eric!) in your bloggs.
…well, that sure was ‘alot said; and all over the place’!! sorry.