Instaupdate, because I'm sick and lazy.

I can tell I'm becoming a true blogger again when I start doing the "lazy girl post" of updating you via my Instagram. In my defense, Instagram is my best documentation of my life, since I'm a crappy blogger, Facebooker, Twitterer...you name it, I socially suck at it. Except Instagram. So here you go.

1 & 2. Kendall's candid reaction when he saw Biff for the first time after we came home from Washington. Swooooon sweetest thing ever.
3 & 4. Healthy food. I may do a whole post on my struggle with this. Stay tuned.
5 & 6. That time we found a bunny in our backyard and gave it to our brother and sister-in-law. And hair up. And I love dancing. And HP scarves I pretend are ASU scarves so I don't look like a nerd when I secretly am.
7 & 8. Sundays. We have church at 8:30 now, so the rest of our day is spent cuddling, taking walks, or going for long drives with our poopsies. It's the best kind of sabbath I could have asked for.

You can see all my dumb smart pictures if you follow me on Instagram: @brittanylewwhoo.

Adoption.

I don't know if I've made this common knowledge or not, but I'm a huge dog lover. Like, my parents had to start putting restrictions on the amount of dogs I would "save" and bring home "just until we found their owners." It's a compulsion, I know, and I'm getting help for it (thank you, Animal Hoarders!). But seriously, I love dogs so much that when I moved out of my dad's house my Sophomore year of college, I bought a little dog, Sirius Black Lewis, to keep me company.

Well, once me and Kendall got married, it was inevitable that Sirius would come with me. Unfortunately, this also meant that Sirius had to leave his best friends at my dad's house. Womp womp. This lead to many discussions with Kendall about Sirius feeling like he had no friends in the world and that all the other dogs rejected him, making him the outcast of the puppy world. 

My drama seemed to win over Kendall's heart, and one morning in November I woke up to this four month old, adorable, wrinkly face.

Meet Beauford Maddog Clark, or as we like to call him, Biff. And prepare to die of cuteness, because I'm about to overload you with the most adorable pictures you've ever seen. Seriously. He's the bomb dot com of all puppy faces.

If you did not melt into a puddle of puppy love on the floor, I don't know what planet you live on, or if a soul resides within your body. THAT FACE. We are seriously obsessed with him. He runs amuck, pees and poops all over our house, bites us 'til we're raw, and all we can say is "aw, isn't that cute?"

Best Christmas present ever.

*Also...all of these pictures were taken with my iPhone. Why do I even own a real camera when I think my iPhone is better?