A Puppy

Remember last post where I said that this mothering of 5 little boys is easy so I could totally have another baby?  Well, two weeks later, we decided to get a puppy!

Here we are picking him out of 7 other pups:

We decided to go with the best eater - we wanted a big dog. 

We named him Chatsworth.  Why?  Because he is British.  Also, Chatsworth House and the surrounding gardens are my favorite places on the planet.  My happy place.

(Look familiar?  Mr. Darcy's house in Pride & Prejudice)

Some pictures I took when Johnny and I went there a few years ago.

Because it's the end of the year and I'm trying to catch up on documenting our family, here are 5 months of photos of Chat.

His first time up the canyon:




He slept a lot...

Has puppy playdates...

Causes trouble...

Entertains...

Gets groomed...

Has chicken legs...

Was the Pope for Halloween...
(his choice, he told me he was Catholic - I had no idea, I thought he was Anglican)

Has Tina Turner hair...

Babysits and goes with me to pick boys up from school...

 Loves to cuddle...

and enjoyed Christmas and his new soccer ball.