Here she is...

the newest addition. In finding a home for Ozzie, now Ralph with his new family, we ended in a trade! Cat for dog. We took a beautiful 6 month old pup off their hands and they took the cat Maisy loved to hate off ours. Gracie is a black lab, Chesapeake Bay Retriever mix. She is sweet as she can be and so smart its a little overwhelming. She's already crate and house trained as well as commands for sit, down, out, in and house. Daisy and the cat are still adjusting, I think mostly to her size. Its a very happy house and Laura is in love.

Hmm...

Must think of something to write on here! I know we're more exciting then this! There must be updates... (crickets) wow this is sad. But wait! There are a few...

Laura is having a grand ol' time with school. Ms. Young said she judged by her size that Laura would be quiet and reserved...wrong. She said she's right in the middle of everything, very vocal and generally the life of the party. She's great with going to breakfast and lunch line all by herself and is joined at the hip to her apparent BFF Savannah. She's also neat as a pin and follows all rules to a 't'. That's my girl!

As for dance, her teacher, Miss Susan declared her love for Laura after only 2 lessons. She picks up quick and is eager to do everything. Also follows directions and rules perfectly. (Wish some of the parents in the waiting room had the discipline of my 4 year old. That room is an exercise in my patience level and Andy's blood pressure.)

Andy is getting into the college state of mind, as long as I turn off all TVs, games, music... I think he'll do just fine, he's capable of a lot more than he thinks he is.

I'm enjoying my time at home. Doing crafty things and planning projects for Christmas gifts. I even decorated the joint for the fall, kind of a "if I build it, it will come." All it brought was a hurricane.

In some sad/happy news. Ozzie has found a new wonderful home. He is now Ralph and has a wonderful family that fell in love with him really fast. Even the husband who spent a week saying he didn't want a cat, then said only if he's an outside cat, loves him. The cat didn't even spend one night, nary one HOUR outside. Now he plays with the husband and sleeps at the end of their sons bed. He's found his home and he's happy and they adore him and that is all that matters to me.

In conclusion, things remain the same and perhaps that is the hardest thing of all, to maintain the same. To keep up the love, the happy, the peace, a clean house....