Merry Christmas

Today has been a fantastic day. We decided to sleep in, enjoying our last year for many years in which we won't have children to wake us up. Mom accidentally told her mom that we'd be getting up early so she ended up being our wake up call at 8:30am.

We opened presents first, and had a great time. Daddy helped me to get mommy an iTunes gift card, and mommy helped me to get daddy a card (and to sign it with my very own paw print). They both enjoyed my gifts.

They explained that Santa had a hard time getting to Meat for Cats & Dogs to pick up my favorite bones so that's why I don't have any yet, but they promised I'll get some soon. Santa did get me this great toy I didn't even know existed. It's fantastic and even squeaks. Thanks, Santa - I believe now.

Mommy and daddy bought each other lots of presents. Daddy took the cake though by getting mommy a gift certificate to Dosha for a pre-natal massage. Daddy says his massages just aren't as good as he knows mommy needs so now mommy can go get a nice official massage.

Daddy liked his chocolate-y stocking stuffers. I tried to enjoy them by chewing on the end of dad's full stocking, but mommy wouldn't let me.

Dad's favorite stocking stuffer (and our morning entertainment post-presents).

My present to mommy. I did a good job wrapping.

Me chewing on my new toy. Mom's present from me in the foreground.

Daddy always carries a hanky. Now he has 12 new ones and a wood valet to hold them.

Don't worry, mommy's not trying to bring back the bodysuit. Daddy is a genius and bought this cute onesie for the baby.

"How to Traumatize Your Children" aka what to do with kids but by doing the opposite of what the book says. A little reverse psychology test from mommy to daddy.

Another adorable onesie for the baby. Too cute!

"The Intellectual Devotional" - 365 days of random information for infomanics like daddy.

Daddy showing of his much needed new robe. I clearly found much more interesting things going on outside the patio door.

Yummy homemade breakfast! (I didn't get any...foo-y!)

Best Buds

Well, today I've officially started hosting my first ever sleepover. Yippee! My friend, Max, a pug-a-poo, is here staying with me while his parents, Tre and Kelly, are on a much needed final fling before summer is over.

We're having a blast. When he first got over, we ran around and around - jumping on each other, batting at each other, playing with toys together and the like. It was a blast! After his parents left, we ran around some more and then settled down for a nap. I don't think Max is too sure about eating here, but he got the hang of it when daddy put his food on his bed (which he brought with him). We went potty outside, though I think we're on slightly different schedules so I'm hoping Max will do his number two outside later...I'm not sure I'm willing to share enough of my house to have him poop inside. But hey, what are friends for?

Max knows more tricks than I do so I'm hoping to learn a few of his moves before he leaves. I hear the ladies love tricks. Mommy and daddy have been giving out more jerky treats than usual so I'm pretty stoked about that. Here's a photo of Max and I sitting for said treats.

Not sure what I'm looking at...maybe the huge bowl of treats on the table in comparison to the small treat in mom's hand.

More later.