Who let the dogs out?

Let me introduce our dogs. The first one is a standard, walking-garbage-bin, stoopid, kids-friendly dog.
We call this dog-lady Laura. Or smeghead. Depends on situation. But we love her, of course.



This dog is my bedmate. I sleep really bad without him. The older daughter doesn´t like him. I don´t care. But she likes to hide it from me. As she did on Tuesday. Yes, I know I am a big, grown, independent man. But I wasn´t able to fall asleep, I awaked my wife several times with the question : Don´t you know where the dog is? And she didn´t response...
I found him in the morning, in the kids room, hidden in the middle of the heap of plush toys, looking at me with his tearful eyes...

She is ...

Yes, today is the Day.
The youngest one can walk. Alone, with no help. She did it 362 days since her birth :)

And the older one is a very skilful girl. Look:
















She didn´t fall for two hours we spent at the playground.
But at home she dropped my new glasses and squelched it... in a second. :(