Sunday, the day of rest, right?

I broke the Sabbath today, not bad, but I spent money. While driving home from church, I saw the same little boy selling newspapers on the corner. I felt bad because I always drive by and don't buy one. I can't help but look him in the eye. Most people just ignore him or try to look away, but not me. I look straight at him, and he stares into my poor soul. I can't say no to people, well most people. So today, I caved. I took out $2 from my wallet and gave it to him. I even let him keep the change.
I was feeling pretty good about this decision. I mean, I probably made his day, right? Then when my husband got home, he talked a little more sense into me. He asked me if I knew where that kid got those papers from. I'm thinking, yeah he has some sort of deal with the Albuquerque Journal. Husband says, no. He more than likely got them from one of the newspaper machines where you put in the $1 and then are supposed to only take 1. He probably took them all.
I basically just funded a lifetime thief. Whoops.

Happy Easter

Ok, I know this is over 2 months late, but we did celebrate Easter. We started off with a little egg hunt at my parents' house, followed by some ham. Then we had another egg hunt at Dylan's parents' house, followed by some ham. Overall, holidays=double the fun and double the pant size. With 2 families so close, it's hard to not indulge on those special days. The only problem is, there are a lot more holidays just the big ones. Now we have Mother's Day, Father's Day, Memorial Day, Columbus Day, Black History Month, and the list goes on. Even if I gain a pant size, nothing compares to being close to family. Happy Easter everyone... in June.

Just the 3 of us...

We have an announcement to make. After much thought, prayer, and making out, we have decided to expand our family. It just seemed like the right time for us, and the timing worked out just perfect. We just moved into a little house where we have lots of room, and things couldn't be more perfect.

I know what you are thinking... WHAT??? No, we aren't pregnant! We got a dog. We aren't ready for babies, but a puppy was a good step for us. Dylan recently asked if babies don't open their eyes for the first few weeks of life (uh, no babe, that is puppies). So, naturally with those kinds of comments, we opted for a dog.

Her name is Barkley, and she is perfect. She is 1 year old (we celebrated her first birthday on March 29). She is potty trained, doesn't chew, doesn't bark, no joke, she's an angel dog. We couldn't be more lucky. I feel like these kinds of things happen to a lot of people with their first baby/dog. You have the perfect first one, so you decide to get more (or have more if it is babies). Then, you get the devil children/dogs, but since you already have 2, you better just keep going. Hence shows like "18 kids and Counting".

Here she is in all her glory and cuteness. We are currently learning tricks at Obedience School, and she is the top of the class. I will keep you updated, graduation is around the corner.