saturday this happened

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.

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.

At the end of the evening when I was taking a bath, I saw something odd in the bathwater.

????

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.

Her name is Danielle Joan.

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