I was cooking on Sunday morning and my little ‘shadow’ was following me everywhere. Wesley is training for the ‘Under Foot’ Olympics!

This was a moment that I stopped and asked him what he wanted… it was too intensely cute, I had to get a photo. But those EYES… I’m melting. I could hear:  Drop. The. Bacon. … Drop. The. Bacon. My fingers started to shake… hand got weak… MUST. DROP. BACON.

Yeah, yeah, he won. How can I refuse that face? Here are the many begging faces of my baby.

My kids make fun of me, preparing for my last to graduate high school this year and getting an “empty nest” puppy. Okay, make fun of me… well, I brought Wesley to Beth’s practice last week and everyone was telling her “Beth, I love your puppy!” To which I answered, “That’s not Beth’s puppy, that’s her replacement.” Yup, you heard it here!