A lot of the content on this blog will be inspired by our son Connor and our dogs Graham and Guinness.
Connor is not quite five months old. He's a very happy, laid back baby with a winning personality. Connor was born a few weeks early, but he's making some headway in catching up. He's been gaining weight at a steady rate, due in part to a prodigious appetite he inherited from his dad. He loves all types of music, including the off-key singing of mom and dad. He has already developed a deep and meaningful relationship with his thumb.
Graham is a four year old golden retriever who won't retrieve. He considers himself the defender of the house, the yard, and all he can see, but still crawls into your lap during a thunderstorm. He wants nothing more than to be with you.
Guinness is, quite simply, a mutt. He's a rather eclectic mix -- beagle/bulldog/German shepherd. He's three years old, going on thirty -- an old soul that appreciates time to himself in a way that Graham never will. He's at his happiest when napping in his crate (the one space he can really call his own with a new baby in the house), laying out in the sun, or stealing your dinner off the counter. When Graham is cowering during the latest thunderstorm/fireworks display/backfiring car, Guinness will be found yawning, completely unfazed.
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