Most of you who know us know that we had a baby before having babies. Charlie. He is a 4 1/2 pound yorkshire terrier that we got after we were married a year and a half. We got him when he was 8 weeks old and only 12 ounces. He was our precious little baby that we treated just like a new baby you would bring home from the hospital. He is a great dog, unless the mail man or UPS man is in the neighborhood...he just can't help himself from wanting to get a piece of them. Since having real children, he has kind of taken the back seat, but is still precious. Yet annoying sometimes. But just today Charlie had to go to the vet to get his teeth cleaned. Dogs of his size need to get this done once a year to prevent major infection that could make them die. So today was the day! Hear is a picture of just how cute he is.
Charlie before...
Little did he know that when he went under anesthesia he would be losing 4 teeth. The vet said that these teeth were too shallow and were at risk of causing him to become ill, so they extracted them. They did say this would not hinder him from eating, but come on.....the poor little guy! This puts a whole new meaning on "Snaggle Tooth". He's still cute as ever though. I am not sure if you can tell by this picture, but he only has about 3 teeth left on the top.
After the trip to the dentist. YIKES!!!
This would be Jack's new smile. I have taught him how to smile when asked to and he shows his teeth. So cute and he loves to do it and then look at the picture on the camera. Gotta love digital. Let's just hope our next family photo, he is as cooperative. Wishful thinking!
CHEESE!
I have to tell you about this Christmas present Jack got from Grandpa and Grandma Pflederer. It's the shake and go crash-up race car track. Jack absolutely loves it and he can play it by himself or with a friend or mommy and daddy. I seriously wonder when he will get sick of it. Probably never, but that's okay. It's just great to see him in his innocence playing with no responsibility in life and no worries, just playing and having fun. Don't we all wish we could go back that from time to time. Or just that we could remember that part of our lives and really embrace it.
"I love my track"
Don't let Max fool you, he did not pull up to his Leap Frog table by himself. He definately needed some help, however, he is doing a good job standing by himself for a short period of time. And he is so close to crawling, I really think he's going to take the plunge very soon. Is it just me, or do you just love your kiddos in their jammies!
Max loves his leap frog table
Hi everyone, look at me!
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