When my mom’s fiance Hale sold his house my mom and Hale borrowed my BIL’s truck for the week. At one point I was in it with her doing some running around. When BIL gave Mom the truck my sister tossed in the Valentine’s Jake had made for me. You know, the classic construction paper, glue and glitter kind. When the truck was returned my BIL asked my sister “Has Shanny been in my truck lately?” Why? “Cause there’s glitter EVERYWHERE.” So Sara goes out and inspects the truck and gently informs her husband that I don’t wear craft glitter! I’d look like a disco ball! He said “I don’t know what you girls do.” Well, Sara told me this story and I told Jon about it and I found out that one day not too long ago all 3 of them had a conversation about my sparklyness. Said I was doing much better. Apparently it is a sickness to sparkle. Also apparently, Sara would have to wipe down the boys after my visits cause they’d be covered in sparkles from my lip gloss and body shimmer. So I’ve been making sure to lay off the body shimmer if we’re visiting and only use plain lip balm. Nice to know my efforts are not going unnoticed. I thought it was funny though that my family would actually discuss my sparklyness intervention style!
Hi. I’m 32. Shouldn’t I be past the stage in my life where I have to worry about zits? Then why have I been harvesting those awful volcano zits lately? You know the ones, they hurt, and they never really amount to anything other than some painful lump that won’t go away for a week but you can’t pop it either. I grew one ON MY EYELID for Easter that was so heinous it threatened to obscure my vision. How do you get a zit on your eyelid?? Now I have one on my jaw that from a certain angle makes me look like I have 2 chins. This is not fair. If I’m going to have the face of a teenager then I want the body to go with it!
Yep, we kept Molly a secret. Remember when I was telling you guys about that letter I got from “Tina” and the followup conversation and all that? Well she wrote the letter when she found out through the family grapevine that we had Molly. But she didn’t know Molly was a gift. And when you are adopting and everyone and their brother has opinions on how you should spend your money, extra vet bills don’t make the grade. But Jon really wanted Molly and he never asks for a thing. Plus, how we spend our money is our business and I have to quit worrying about what other people think. He said it would help with the wait we’re dealing with bringing our girls home. And you know what? He was right. It’s nice having another little baby around the house. Now, you asked for more pictures so here we go!
This is when Molly found her bark:
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When Molly drinks out of the water bowls, she stands in one to get to another. She loves to ride in the car:And she loves tearing around the yard:This is Molly with my sister’s dog Ally:
I take a ton of pictures so more will come for sure!
I would like to introduce you to our newest family member: Molly. Jon has wanted a little black pug forever. This being the year of the dog, his parents thought Molly would be an appropriate gift. This first picture was when we met her on Feb. 2nd. She was born on Jan 18. We were able to bring her home on March 13th. Jon instantly fell in love. She was so teeny he didn’t want me to blog about her, or include her on our St. Patty’s day cards just in case something went wrong. But she’s a fighter! When she came home she weighed 2.62 lbs. Now she’s up to 5lbs. Here she is meeting Ike & Kea for the first time. Jake adores her: And of course so do we! Now we have one of each flavor- vanilla (Kea), Caramel (Ike) and Chocolate (Molly). Oh, and her full name? You know with Ike Jit-Boo Kung Pao and Kea Li Mei Fun, she’d have a funky one. I let Jon have full naming rights cause this is his baby. So I present to you….Molly Xavier MuShu
My husband is a food camel. I do not understand his behavior. He will wake up the morning after a big meal and I’ll ask if he wants breakfast and he’ll say “No, I’m still full from last night.” Wha? When I wake up I need breakfast, whether we ate dinner at 6pm or 10pm. But Jon apparently has meal reserves. Boys are so weird!