We went to lacrosse games, felt so good to be with the kids, watching the games, enjoying the sun.
There was a sign by the side of the highway, “Bernese Mountain Puppies.”
And a super impulsive thing happened.
And there was a sleepover at the Flophouse Motel. It was Dan and Alicia’s anniversary, so they were going out for the evening.
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There was a lot of flopping. We pizza-ed. We air fried. There was scrappin’. (It’s hard to share a puppy.)
We found a bunny nest in the backyard and had to put fencing around it and lawn chairs.
Oh my goodness, no bunny disaster, please. Not tonight.
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At the end of the evening when I was taking a bath, I saw something odd in the bathwater.
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What is happening here?
I fished it from the water, and it was a fruit snack.
Seriously?
In my bathwater?
Oh lord, I laughed. It’s been a long week.
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Her name is Danielle Joan.
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It’s not Elin, sweet, complicated, beautiful Elin.
No, it is not her. It’s a new friend, and she seems like a doll.
We’re getting to know each other.
More pictures of the baby tomorrow.
Love, Val