Heart Farmers and Honey

My hubby can say some pretty funny things. Last night, it was heart farming. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, now everyone is a heart farmer. Better yet, if you are a good heart farmer, you grow your heart bigger and everyone else's hearts too. If you don't grow good hearts, it's because you get government subsidies not to grow hearts...like tobacco growers. I don't know about him...sometimes I really don't.

We have four dogs in this house...two of them are my hubs and mine and two of them are my IL's. We just recently got ourselves a puggle (a pug and beagle mix). We went away for a week for our honeymoon and came back and our baby, our little puggle grew up into a puggle dog!

From this little thing


To this big monstrous teenage-esque sleeping thing on my chair!


Before: Zero on coordination skills (by the way, this made me laugh so hard)


After: Capable of climbing a sheer cliff

Okay, not really. Honey doesn't sleep all the time like my teenaged sister K, but she does climb cliffs of Everest. My baby is growing up! *Tear* When hubby and I came home and saw how much she had grown, I told him when we had kids we would never leave them, even for a week. They grow up too fast!

Farming Bigger Hearts,

FFR