The feeling, at least, of understanding what is going on.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Liana, Bad Dog, Friends.
Daelynn and Chuy are here with their lovely, bouncy little girl Liana. She is beautiful, a doll baby. Daelynn is so beautiful as a mama too. My grandparents are so happy when these babies are around. I got up this morning and let the dogs out to do their thing, and Feibi ran out on the golf course because the wind blew our fence over, leaving a wide hole. She did this yesterday too, two times. This morning I was over it, over her. I went up there with treats and Riley to try and get her back, and she looked at me and then darted off. I left, OK in my heart that she probably would be coyote breakfast meat. I made coffee and blueberry muffins that filled my house with a sweet, pastry smell. Ethan helped on his stool, licked the bowl. And then I heard Joey say, " Well look who came back." and that naughty, selfish dog was scratching on my sliding glass door. I almost didn't let her back in, except she looks at you so completely trustingly with those ugly, dark eyes. Lately we've had lots of visitors, and I must say one of the best things about having a baby is having friends and family come meet them. This is Heather, my best friend growing up. I love seeing her hold my babies.
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