So this is Barkley.

And this is Nora.

I think we all know this. It fact, it seems like pretty general knowledge, right? Not to everyone, apparently. Last night, as I was nursing Nora around one a.m., Barkley, who had been lying at the end of the bed, decided to move to the floor. As he stood up and walked across the end of the bed, Shane bolted upright, crying, "whoa, whoa, oh my God!"
This didn't actually surprise me, as Shane is notorious for making loud remarks in his sleep.
"What's the matter?" I calmly asked.
"Oh my God, oh my God! I thought that was Nora crawling off the bed!"
I gently patted his arm and said, "Shh, lay down and go to sleep." After which he promptly did. Obviously it was a very traumatic event for him.

On a different note, after posting here yesterday, I realized that we really should go outside, so we bundled up and took Bark for a walk. I am so glad we did. The weather was amazing; warm and brilliantly sunny. It really was just what we needed. Here are a few pictures to help you forget about the impending (or already arrived!) storm.

Have a great day, everyone!


ToJen said...

Love the pics and the blog! Can not wait to move to Maine! Ohio sux!

Tara said...

Hahaha . . . poor Shane! I feel his terror! Good job getting outside - one of these days I'm going to get around to that!

Anonymous said...

hahahaha! I am beginning to think you should be a writer...work from home, when you want, and you're really good at it. Love the pics of Nora, i can't believe she pulled herself to standing. Amazing! We have clearly got a genius on our hands though. Miss you guys! Still unemployed here, though I am hoping to have something nailed down by next week after 4 interviews this week. Its 70 here today and i am not at all jealous of all of your snow. Hellos all around. Love, Britta