Things have been pretty hectic. I know everyone says that when they bring a new baby home, but it isn't Taylor that is causing the chaos. Its those 7 foster puppies and the foster momma dog. We have to clean their bed out every day, feed them, clean each puppy up, and then deal with the bigger dogs (2 of them are ours, but they are easy and used to the way we do things). The day before I had Taylor the puppies started dry food. We have to mix it up with water to soften it up for them. This is a chore and Ryan takes it pretty seriously. At first, he insisted that each puppy be fed individually because each had different needs. For example, one of the girls liked for him to hold the bowl for her and one of the boys liked for him to hold his paw as he ate. ?!?!?! Whatever, man. Its your thing, not mine.
Ryan is wearing an apron I made in Home Ec in jr high! Work it, boy!
Rosie is checking things out to make sure she is okay with all this.
The boy (we named him Bruce b/c he is ordinary) holding Ryan's hand as he eats.
Ryan gives each of them a bath after they eat, understandably.
(though, I wouldn't go this far)
Fat and happy.
Ryan watching t.v. with one of the pups, who seems equally as interested.
Aside from the all the puppy commotion, the boys still have had time to have fun and enjoy their regular activities. Like...
Hunting monsters
Exercising
Sword fighting in underwear
eating ice cream in underwear
and definitely Kung Fu fighting
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