51 seconds in the life...

snowfall

we've had a bit of snow
out here in stroesslerland,
and we couldn't be happier.

at least,
we couldn't when we went out and played this past weekend.

five days, several more inches & a looming forecast for more, well...
the dog may be the only one still geeked out.

puppies like avocados, too

thankfully, they don't like the pits.

the tree

on the way to the farm

refusing to walk. again.
although it is hard to resist when he asks,
'dada, hold you?'

stroessler men: the profile.

tree, warm car, requisite book in hand. roll out.

post-tree snack.
plus, The HICCUPotamus by Aaron Zenz.
order today. its fantastic.

hat head.

our leggy, too-big-for-his-own-good, please-bear-with-me puppy
looking quite mountainous by the tree.

** question: has anyone seen a wall or tabletop ornament display in any stores this year? we held off putting up the 'good' ornaments (for two very young, very accident prone Reasons), but i'd still like to have them out...

wake-up call

that would be me,

buried under blankets, pillow,

oh, and 50-something pound puppy.

good morning.

roscoe update

there are any number of things i should be doing right now:

cleaning.
baking some promised chocolate chip cookies.
laundry.
grocery shopping.
dinner options.
dressing myself or my child.

but, my sister is literally having a baby right now.

so i'm sitting at my computer,
cell phone on loudest setting
(right next to me),
occupying my son with Bear
and his big house of blue,
thinking the best possible use of my time
would be to update you
on the size of our pup.
obviously.

he's huge.

or "uuuuuuJEH," according to shua.

halvsies

shua and i are rolling out in the morning.
though with The Nana, rather than The Roscoe, joining the party.

we're headed to detroit, michigan for the running of the Detroit Free Press Marathon by my sister katie. and the ever-so-speedy walking of the Half Marathon by myself, another sister, mo, and the Nana.

i've had a horrible cold this past week, so my lung capacity isn't at its best. i'm anxious, excited and full of the kind of pre-race jitters i haven't experienced since high school. i got my voice back today, though, so i have that going for me. at least i'll be able to cry out for more gatorade :)

you can check out the race map here.
you can check out katie's training blog here.

i'm swinging through the drugstore tomorrow on our way out for diapers (yes, i'm down to 4 total in the house...again), cough drops and camera batteries. so stayed tuned...

this ought to be a hoot.

sunday driver

we hate to name names

here in stroesslerland,

but someone

(who is growing a mile a minute)

was displeased this morning

with panera's "no dogs" policy.

that,

or he couldn't find the keys.

3 of my favorite things

roscoe v trash can

our latest addition

everyone, meet roscoe, our bernese mountain dog.

mark & i met this little man on an amish farm saturday morning. he was one of nine (i felt an immediate connection!) and so clearly meant to come home with us. we had fun playing with his siblings, but this guy won our hearts. he followed me all over the yard, didn't mouth too much, and treated his mother very nicely.

sold!

roscoe, 10 weeks

i seriously underestimated his size!
i meant for him to curl up nicely in this box...

meatpaw

doggie!
or, as shua puts it, "woz-ko"

napping after meeting all 10 of joshua's cousins...in one place.
(welcome to the family, buddy.)