Mr. Opinionated. I dressed him for bed...he added his overalls and too-small jacket.

Mmmmm...my first real pbj sandwich.


I went on the ice with my Daddy this weekend!

I have no idea how it came about but Chas' "security" toy is his puppy.

It is with him through most activities...like feeding the cat. (Which, by the way, he does without asking. He opens the cupboard, takes down the bag, feeds H, and then puts it away!)
My cutie-pie!


And where am I supposed to sleep?
