Spoiled rotten dogs!

Last night after Nick and I went up to bed, I came back downstairs to unplug my laptop. And what did I find?

Marley, curled up comfortably on the couch with his head resting on a pillow!

The girls were both awake because Maggie had woken up and started crying, so I took them both downstairs to get a look at him. They thought it was the funniest thing they'd ever seen. We let the poor old guy stay... it's the old couch in the living room that I was thinking about replacing, so now I feel totally justified in keeping it.

He's not as dumb as I thought he was though. He never jumps up on the couches during the day because we don't let him. But I guess he figured out that once lights were out, what we didn't know couldn't hurt us!

It's been hot and humid here, so Nick's been working down in the basement and the girls have been playing down there. I set up the old area rug that used to be in the living room on the concrete floor by the work bench, and they have a little table and chairs, their old kitchen set, and a whole bunch of other toys that I stored down there while we were gone and haven't brought upstairs yet. Marley has been staying down there all day, but Moxie is a total mama's boy, and he follows me wherever I go. Poor old dog picked the wrong person to follow all day, because I'm all over the house cooking and cleaning, and neither of us get a moment's rest!

We haven't even been swimming yet because the girls are so happy down there!