Because It's Monday...

And because though I may be a tiny bit bias (ya think?), I firmly believe every Monday morning should be celebrated with uber adorable pictures of none other than my dog. Duh.

Also see: I'm really soaking up these last few weeks of giving her my undivided attention as much as possible.

Sweet treats from Oakley's German Shepherd friend, Lilly. Seriously? I die.

Because the coffee table is obviously the most comfortable sleeping option here... 

If the words "Poor thing" come to mind when you see this, don't worry. I completely agree with you. Until Paisley is here, she's been submitted to be my baby bow/headband/clothes/hooded towel guinea pig. And the only reason she submits to my idiotic decisions to do so is because she knows that treats always follow...

I can't make this one up. Sister laid down next to me and instantly put her hand up on my belly. Naturally, I had to snap 13 photos.

Our newest Saturday & Sunday morning rituals. I sit in the glider thinking of all things baby, while she stalks any person, dog, cat, bird, bug or leaf that passes by that front window.

 ...because this is what I really want to be doing right now.

OK enough of my dog. 

Back to Monday... #ick