Last night Zack and I met friends at a local crepe place for dinner. This place is a little hole in the wall, nothing fancy--the kitchen is right there, as is the door to the bathroom. He and his buddy had a great time watching them make the crepes, and the woman working there thought they were adorable.
We were about half way finished with our crepes when Zack asks, in a voice for all to hear,"Why is the pancake maker going pee-pee?"
We started this blog as we began renovations and an addition on our home, and we kept joking that we were giving Abi, our wonderful weimaraner, a new home. Many things have changed since then, and Abi is no longer with us, but in memory of her, we keep the name of the blog the same.