Officially gone batpoop crazy.

Well Rob and I officially lost our minds. We've gone off the deep end.. our marbles are scattered. Hard to tell when things will be back in order...

On Mother's Day we added to our family. In the form of a puppy. Meet Diesel Gregory.

He's a sweet 8 week old puppy. Puppy being the key word. So not only do we have a 7 week old newborn and a 2 year old toddler, we have a puppy.

I'm not really sure what we were thinking... I guess we didn't want any sleep. Or to never not say the word "no". Or to never not be cleaning up baby toys. Or basically to ever have a quiet peaceful moment in our house... ever. again.

So if you learn anything from us. A puppy is WAY harder than a newborn. I've said it before, if you can survive puppy-hood, you can survive having kids... so we will see what happens if we survive puppy-hood and a newborn at the same time.

If you pray - pray for us. He's sweet but a handful and mama is tired. But we do love him.