Break Over

So I've taken a break for the last two months to get a hang on the whole new-foster-mommy thing, and now I'm ready to share.

We've had so much fun with our little guy.  He seriously is the cutest thing ever, no really.  I'm not biased at all.  No really, I'm not. Fine...maybe a little.

We took family photos not that long ago, and it kills me to do this, but unfortunately I had to blur him out.

You seriously are missing out on the sweetest smile this side of....I honestly had no idea how that expression ends.

But the Hacker and I are smitten with this tough little guy.

It's been so fun learning what makes him laugh, how he likes to be held, and watching him grow.  

The little guy sleeps through the night now, and that means more sanity for me! 

And since the Hacker likes to be crazy, this week we added another touch of madness to the Zamora household.

And let me tell you, Toby, is madness.  He is not a lazy basset like the breed promises to be.  

The Hacker and I have been looking into getting another dog for Dexter, and have fell  in love with bassets.  Especially after spying on the Pioneer Woman's two hounds and getting a laugh in every now and then.  

So when this two year old popped up on Craigslist needing a home, the Hacker didn't hesitate.  

It was a little overwhelming in the beginning, the dogs' spontanteous wrestling matches, the whining, and tripping over a needy hound whom you can never escape from.  But we're getting used to him, and vice versa.

And while it is still a little crazy around here, the little guy is taking a nap, both dogs are passed out, and I had a craving to write.  So here I am.  I'm back.  

We have been continuing to work on the yellow bungalow through the madness:

• The Hacker is almost done making our dining room table. 
• He also started crown moulding in the nursery.
• The nursery is pretty much done, I just have to take pictures of it.
• The office is completed.
• It goes on and on...

I can't wait to share all of it with you. So stay tuned, no really.  I will be back tomrrow. 

Dexter and the Dog Park

Dexter has gone to the Simi Valley dog park three times, now.

He let us come along for the ride.  

We thought he would enjoying being around species of his own kind, considering he loves hanging out with his good friend Boston.

Have I ever told you about Boston? He is our dear, dear friends' 7 year old pup. He is smelly and sweet. And the best quality about him is that he always lays on my feet whenever they're cold.

Dex and Boston became friends when our friends babysat him while we were in Hawaii.

While at the dog park, the two stayed close together at first.

Then Dexter found dogs that looked like him.

And made friends with some who didn't.

All in all he just loves being around so many tail-waggin', tongue slobberin' pooches.

There are times that Dexter could care less that we're there.  He just wants to sniff, run, graze on some grass and be around his newly made pals.

However, after a good 10-15 minutes, he stops, pulls his head up from the grass, and looks all around the park.  Almost as if he's lost.  

That's when the Hacker whistles and Dex races towards his best friend.  

He's becoming more and more loyal every day.  And we love it.

Dexter

We started our New Year off with a new addition to the yellow bungalow. 

We adopted a dog.

His name is Dexter.

He just turned one, so he is still very much, a puppy.
We found him on Craigslist for $100. He needed a home and we needed a dog.

Dexter is an American Golden Retreiver.  It didn't matter to us what kind of predigree our dog was, but we love this pup.  

He doesn't bark, or growl.  He plays, constantly.  And when he isn't playing, he's eating or dreaming about the next time he can play. 

We need to get him fixed. Seriously, for the sake of all women who enter our home, he needs to be fixed.  

But for now we are just getting him used to his new parents, and enjoying him.

He's helping us keep one of our New Year's resolutions: Go for an hour walk, every night.
Thanks, Dexter.

We love you,
Kristin