Chowin’ Down
Every year at Christmas, and occasionally throughout the year as well, I make Puppy Chow (people call it other names: Muddy Buddies, etc.) for us to enjoy throu...
Every year at Christmas, and occasionally throughout the year as well, I make Puppy Chow (people call it other names: Muddy Buddies, etc.) for us to enjoy throu...
Last night, after Baby Gray hit the sack, I ventured to Hades WalMart to finish gathering all the supplies for our fourth annual Christmas shindig. Have I menti...
Baby Gray was eyeballing Mr. Gray’s boots, so Mr. Gray stuck him right on in! Mr. Gray’s boots are the kind I’d be proud to have o...
So, in 47 days, my delusional self has verbally committed to run a half-marathon. Current personal best? Less than six miles. Have I lost my mind? Maybe. Don...
Without a certain few movies, Christmas just isn’t Christmas. The funniest part of it is, not all of my “Christmas movies” are even Christmas ...
People ask me almost daily how we taught Baby Gray to sign. The answer is, we didn’t, really. We have been signing as we speak since he was teeny tiny. He...
The last few days have been great weather for this time of year! It’s actually been cold (maybe just cool) enough to wear a jacket or coat all day long. N...
I was pretty nervous about Baby Gray’s visit to Santa this year. He’s been going through quite a bout of separation anxiety lately, so I was pretty ...