Announcement!

I walked! No, there are no pictures of said feat. Mom wasn't fast enough. I was standing at the back doors looking out. I turned and decided to go play in the little kitchen for a while. It wasn't far. I knew I could do it. I walked the four or five steps to the kitchen. I didn't fall! I was walking! Walking by myself!! Walking without holding onto anything!!! I looked up and Mom was staring at me. She started clapping. I waved to my biggest fan! -Emery

Lord Willoughby Clive

We got a new puppy dog! I wanted a black, boy dog. Imogene wanted a white, girl chihuahua. Mommy likes Great Danes. Daddy wanted an Old English Sheepdog. Emery wanted... well, Emery didn't really tell us what he wanted. Mommy and Daddy told us they would find us a puppy and we would love him. I wasn't so sure. I kept reminding them I wanted a black, boy dog. Imogene kept begging for a white, girl chihuahua. (Though, she did tell Mommy that she wanted any white, girl dog as long as it was little.) We got an Old English Sheepdog puppy! Even though he isn't black, he is a boy, so I am happy! Imogene loves him, too. Because he will just sit and listen to her tell stories. (And boy are her stories long!) Emery likes him. Emery likes almost anything. Mommy even likes him. He really is a sweet dog. We named him Lord Willoughby Clive. We're calling him Willoughby. (Mommy said his full name had to be fancy for his registration paperwork. I don't know what that is, but Mom is usually right in such circumstances.) Daddy says he'll be 80 to 100 lbs. I don't really know how big that is, but Daddy says it is big. Lucas Joe even likes Willoughby! Isn't Lord Willoughby Clive just the custest puppy you've ever seen? - Aidan

Sweet Emery

Cookie Monster Shoes

Handsome Emery

Emery & Puppy

Daddy & Emery