Life with Libby

Babies always look so innocent. My two-legged baby just woke up and couldn't wait to play with her puppy. From the looks of it, her puppy wasn't quite ready to play with her. McKenna is always my pick in the morning. She always wakes up happy, content to be one with the world again.

Life with Libby is getting interesting. She's making strides in the house training department, and has fallen into a routine, so to speak. When we go to bed, she knows it's time to go to bed. Getting up, however, is another story. Libby still thinks it's time to get up and play at 5:00 a.m. On gym days, that's okay, but on the weekends, well, not so much.


As you can tell, Louie is falling in line with Queen Elizabeth as well. If he had his way, Libby would be sharing her bed, but he's being a gentleman...for now, anyway. If Louie could talk, he would say, Gee, Mom, thanks for taking that kid in. She’s kinda cute, and I’m really starting to like her. She’s got a lot to learn, but in between naps, I’ll show her the ropes. First lesson: chew everything and poop on the things you don’t chew on. That will surely make you love her more than me, right?