Nike was so tired from our strenuous 4-mile "run" yesterday that he slept all through the Sunday morning session of General Conference like this:
Or maybe it was the bath that wore him out? 
Either way, he needed both these activities. Look how clean he is! It might be the last time he gets washed before the baby comes because I'm having a hard time manuevering in the tub to get him clean.
He didn't do anything but sleep the rest of the weekend. He didn't look particularly comfortable, but boy was he out! He barely even opened his eyes when I came up to him. It reminds me of when my brothers Albert and Peter used to fall asleep in the closet or in a pile of socks (they always fell asleep in the weirdest positions). Or the time that Arthur fell asleep under the Christmas tree and we had to call the police because we couldn't find him after a 4-hour search.
She got to play while the dogs were outside drying off after their bath so we snapped a few photos.

Or maybe it was the bath that wore him out? 
Either way, he needed both these activities. Look how clean he is! It might be the last time he gets washed before the baby comes because I'm having a hard time manuevering in the tub to get him clean.
He didn't do anything but sleep the rest of the weekend. He didn't look particularly comfortable, but boy was he out! He barely even opened his eyes when I came up to him. It reminds me of when my brothers Albert and Peter used to fall asleep in the closet or in a pile of socks (they always fell asleep in the weirdest positions). Or the time that Arthur fell asleep under the Christmas tree and we had to call the police because we couldn't find him after a 4-hour search.Also, here's an upated photo of Rita, since we haven't posted any pictures since she was a baby:

In other news, I have completed Resolution #1. 2 weeks ago (1/10) Maureen and I ran a half marathon. I finished in 1:45. Since it was my first "official" half marathon, this technically counts as a PR. I should have gone under 1:30 (I did that in the first half of the St. George Marathon), but since I haven't run over 7 miles since I got pregnant and decided to run it less than a week before the race, I was satisfied with the results.
Ever since we lost the baby, I have needed some sort of distraction to help me get back to a normal life and get over the death of our first child (if you ever really can get over something like that). I thought a cute and cuddly pet rat would be perfect because they require minimal effort on my part, she's small enough to not cause problems (but will get big enough to handle the dogs), they only live about 2 years (long enough for us to get pregnant again, but not so long that I'll be in the market for a new dog as well) and she is smart and interactive. Steve didn't really want to get a new pet because of the extra stress it could add, but he loves me so much that he let me have Rita anyway, because he knew that's what I needed. I love you, Baby! 