Anyway, I thought of a way to quench that baby need. Today Kendall and I fell in love with this little guy. I can not even explain to you how adorable this fella is. He was just separated from his Momma yesterday, he is so tiny (and widdle). He's a little Yorkie, seriously, how cute are they!? We're still working on Brian. My brain goes to cuddling on the couch and cute little doggy sweaters and Brian's brain goes to pee on the floor, chewed up NEW furniture, middle of the night potty training, and of course the hefty price tag this little full bred is hefting with him. Oh, he also mentioned a fear of what Kate would do to such a fragile little puppy. Actually, Kate was there looking with us. She is my doggy lover but she showed ZERO interest in him. I had to call her over and make her pet him, and even tried to let her hold him (while sitting) but she just didn't want anything to do with him really. Kendall was so sweet and gentle and has been telling Brian how the puppy is looking for a good home and how he is scared because he misses his mommy. What a good little mommy she is.
On a completely unrelated note. Operation Healthy Chick made an attack today. I have put off going to a gym class since our move due to being intimidated by being the new girl. I jumped in with both feet today; I tackled the scariest class of them all (to me)-- Cardio Kickboxing. I wouldn't even do this class when I was working out 4 days/week. But I totally kicked butt and stuck with all the 'high intensity girls' in the class. Conquered my fear of joining the new classes too.