Despite our inner little voices telling us we should wait until "things calm down" a bit around here. . .
Despite the fact that we have two hungry little punks around here already. . .
Despite all that, we were simply in need of a few more smiles around these parts.
So, we started the paperwork process about a month ago and then, suddenly, we were fast-tracked into becoming a household of five.
What can we say? The heart wants what it wants. And life, with its never-ending twists and turns, will keep happening. There's never a "perfect time" for anything, and postponing joy is typically advised against, isn't it?
Our new little Pellin isn't a newborn; at two and a-half he's already potty trained! He also adores his brother and sister and trust me, the feeling is quite mutual. He's a blonde, brown-eyed cutie. Oh, and he has the cutest little beard.
Because he's part terrier.
And dachshund, too.
And did I mention photogenic?
Meet Wally. June just beat May by a landslide.