
In a moment of pure weakness, I allowed Greg to convince me that we needed a new puppy. In particular, he convinced me that Avery needed a new puppy. A new liver and white Brittany puppy to be more specific. And then, before I knew it, 9-week old Willow arrived on the scene before I could change my mind. So, Avery helped us pick out her name - it was the one she could say the best from our list. And so far, she seems to like "Wiwo," as long as she stays far away from Avery's highchair (odd), toys, books and stuffed animals.

Willow definitely reminds us of a certain liver and white Brittany we used to have, Winnie. She even lays like Winnie used to on the floor - legs all sprawled to the sides on her tummy.

Here Willow is sleeping. Don't be fooled though, she doesn't seem to do this too ofen!

I really tried to get some photos of Avery and Willow together, but a busy toddler and a curious little puppy just don't cooperate for posed photo. Check back with me in 5 years when they both might actually sit still for a few minutes!