best friends

Tonight we were eating dinner at my dad's house. While I was filling my plate in the kitchen, the boys and Grandpa were already eating at the table. Isaac, as usual, was messing around and not eating, so my dad got onto him and told him to start eating...so Isaac told him, "I'm not your best friend, Grandpa." It was so funny.

As promised, here are the pictures of Fozzie, post-haircut. He is half the size, but twice as adorable.

Again, before:

And, after:

I mean, can you believe that?!?! I've never seen such a makeover on a dog! I was worried he would look totally wierd, but he is PRECIOUS!

No new Kindergarten news - they did scooters in P.E. today - let's hope he doesn't do what his dad did in 8th grade and dive on a scooter, break his jaw, and have to get his mouth wired shut.
For fun, here are comparisons of Timothy last year and this year.

We also went to the zoo yesterday and I have to share this picture. Check out the sheep's tongue!

Yowza!

Isaac is trying to maintain a conversation with me even though he is in bed and should not be talking:

I: "Where are you?"

J: "Don't worry about what I'm doing."

I: "I do!"

That's SO his dad! Just plainly stating that he will be in your business. :)