Everyone else is posting them…here are ours:

Don’t eat the yellow snow. No really, don’t.

Some fun pictures of my favorite chihuahua.  Just because the blog has been dormant for too long.

Sam LOVES running laps in the yard, running towards you like he’s going to stop, and then faking you out and darting around you.  Sly little dog…

He also LOVES sitting on the back of the couch where the sun shines in the windows.

That’s all.

“casting all your anxieties on Him, because He cares for you.”  (1 Peter 5:7)

It is a happy way of soothing sorrow when we can feel that He cares for us. Christian, do not dishonor your faith by always wearing a brow of care. Come and cast your burden on your Lord. You are staggering beneath a weight that you Father would not feel. What seems to be a crushing burden to you would be like a little dust on the scale to Him. Nothing is so sweet as to “Lie passive in God’s hands, and know no will but His.” … What a serene and quiet life might you lead if you would leave providing to the God of divine care! With a little oil in the cruse and a handful of meal in the barrel, Elijah outlived the famine, and you will do the same. If God cares for you, why do you need to worry? Can you trust Him for your soul, and not for your body? He has never refused to bear your burdens; He has never fainted under their weight. Come, then, soul; be done with fretful care, and leave all your concerns in the hands of a gracious God.

-Charles H. Spurgeon

I think that this whole packing and moving thing has really thrown off Sam’s groove. He’s seemed a little miffed at us lately. Besides that, I think he’s feeling terrorized by all of the boxes everywhere. Especially the big, blue plastic ones. The other night, I was trying to get him to come outside with me, but there were a couple of lids blocking the way. He REFUSED to cross them. I decided to coax him with a treat….. What!? He wouldn’t even cross them for a treat! So I decided to just start throwing treats at him. Like Mardi Gras style.

Um, “No,” he said. Jake decided to give him a little pep talk. And then a little pep push.

After about 10 minutes of this, he finally decided to squeeze through another way…

…leaving us scrambling to pick up all the treats so that he didn’t actually eat all of them.

And this is what people who are supposed to be packing, but are SICK of packing, do for fun on a Friday night.