she loves her some Cordy

We added two new family members to our household about a month ago. Nana Crystal joined us for the time being, along with her almost ten year old white English bulldog, Lady Cordelia.

We are all very happy with the whole arrangement.  It has been a long time since I've lived with any family at all, and it is just so great to have another adult around to talk to when Chris is working.  And say what you may about mothers-in-law and their sons - there is no jealousy here.  It makes me very happy when I hear Chris and his mom talking about whatever random stuff they talk about, because he treats her with respect as a mother, and she treats him with respect as a grown son.  We work together dealing with the kids and their various disciplinary needs. We picked up a chair off the side of the road together and readily admitted defeat after twenty minutes of scrubbing. She admires my cooking, and I admire her swift laundry tackling skills.  It is mutual adoration.

And I especially enjoy a dog that I am not personally responsible for, but who comes running to meet me every morning.  Well, as much as a short, fat, and utterly adorable mess of Cordy can run.  It's more of a rapid hop.

Gracie took a few weeks to get used to her.  We are talking full on shrieking and running the other direction any time Cordy dared to move from her cage.

Now we are all the time calling for Gracie to "stop riding the puppy," and "please stay out of Cordy's cage," and "no, Nana will wipe Cordy's nose, you don't have to do that," and any other assortment of two year old adoring the puppy a bit too much comments.