Grady needs to find more human friends.

Butt Sniffer

Two years ago I would have sworn that Hammy was the only butt sniffer in our family. Turns out I am following in his paw steps. I cannot believe how many times I sniff Grady’s butt every day. I sniff…

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It amazes me how we’re just born with these natural instincts. Like when Grady closes his eyes because the sun is glaring in them or even when he just sucks on his bottle and knows how to eat. I didn’t…

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The First Halloween

Hammy and Grady are hot dogs. Dylan is a lobster. There’s really no story I can tell to make this funnier.

Breathing Through My Vagina

Monday, June 14th… no Grady. Tuesday, June 15th… Grady. Labor was less than fun. I woke up at 4 am on Monday morning with some incredible pain. I was a afraid to go to the hospital since I’d already made…

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