Our baby, I mean puppy

Tonight Lawton and I decided to stay in to watch Kobe on TV. Bryant that is. As most of you know, Lawton is a big Lakers fan which is why our pup is named after Mr. Bryant.

Kobe will take 15 minutes naps here and there throughout the evening when we're all hanging out. He usually parks it on the linoleum in front of our front door where it's nice and cool. But lately I've noticed he will sleep for a really long time if Lawton is holding him. I  mean, a really long time. 30, 45 minutes. Sometimes an hour.

Lawton has been holding Kobe like a baby for some time now:

And here's the proof that Dad has the right touch:

sleeping...

 

 

 sleeping again...

 

sleeping some more...

 

sweet dreams.

Potassium Overload

I ate 5 bananas in a matter of minutes this afternoon. Sarah wasn't home. See below for the damage (avoid my kitchen if you are driving a go-kart).

So yes, we've fallen for it too. We're starting a blog. We read them all the time and thought it was time to start one of our own. I say we, Lawton and Sarah, only Lawton has been granted provisional blog posting permission. I (Sarah) promise all the readers I will try to filter everything he wants to post. Even as I write, he is making plans to write fake blog posts about his gardening exploits. I'll do my best to keep these from hitting the "interweb." His word, not mine.

Our family is made up of a social worker/children's director, law student/church facilities extraordinaire, and the cutest darn puppy dog you ever did see. Here's a picture to prove it:



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