Puppies.

Because we like a little crazy around here, we are currently fostering two 6 week old chihuahua mix puppies. They are from the Alameda City Animal Shelter. Mom, the chihuahua, had eight puppies. She herself only weighs about 10 pounds, but the puppies are already over 2 pounds each so god only knows what daddy was. They are tiny, shaky, and not too much trouble at this point. We have them for 2 week which is about 1 week too long.

Miranda spends all waking hours in the pen with them. Elizabeth joins her much of the time, but Miranda would sleep with them if I let her. Which I won't.

Parker hasn't even looked at them. How I can have one child who is so crazy for animals and one who could not care less is crazy.

Puppies are a lot like babies, which is why I don't really care too much for them either. They sleep a lot. Eat and poop. And suck on things. And whine. Good thing we have a big house now.

But...Miranda is happy and that is why I got them. For her.