The Avents had a good Saturday, which started with an early breakfast at the Silver Diner. Eleanor had blueberry pancakes, though again, did not eat much at the restaurant - there were too many new people to look at. And then, we headed to the dog park to get our little furry kids some exercise:
Eleanor's favorite part? The sticks.
And because he doesn't get much love on this blog, our Finnegan:
Yes, his ears may smell like rotten eggs, and his beard like rotten fish, but he is a
good dog. While Augie is off finding some new toy of Eleanor's to put a few teeth marks in, Finn is right at my feet, while I'm rocking our little girl or blogging about her. He is always within arms' reach, always anxious to "go get Eleanor" when we hear her first cries on the monitor after a nap, and always up for a cuddle. While he doesn't roll around on the ground and wrestle with Eleanor, he loves her. And someday, she'll realize she loves him too, just as I do.
Eleanor's favorite part? The sticks.
And because he doesn't get much love on this blog, our Finnegan:
Yes, his ears may smell like rotten eggs, and his beard like rotten fish, but he is a good dog. While Augie is off finding some new toy of Eleanor's to put a few teeth marks in, Finn is right at my feet, while I'm rocking our little girl or blogging about her. He is always within arms' reach, always anxious to "go get Eleanor" when we hear her first cries on the monitor after a nap, and always up for a cuddle. While he doesn't roll around on the ground and wrestle with Eleanor, he loves her. And someday, she'll realize she loves him too, just as I do.
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