So to update everyone on what has happened this past week at the Gourley's, I'll start with the most shocking event that has taken place. Well, at least it was shocking for me to say the least. On Friday before Elizabeth's doctor appointment, we dropped off our dogs to the groomer's for a bath and brush. I made the appointment about a month ago, and told them specifically it was just for a bath/brush. Later on Friday in the afternoon the groomer called asking if we want the dogs tails shaved as well. My jaw drops and I'm speechless for about a minute until I find the words to ask, "You didn't shave our dogs did you???" To which they replied, "Well....yes." At this point I'm FREAKING out and lost all words. After getting off the phone, I start to literally cry to Craig telling him that the groomer "accidentally" shaved the dogs! I was so upset as it's the middle of winter, and honestly, who shaves a dog during the middle of winter?!? I decided to immediately go see the manager, and she didn't help much either. She preceded to tell me that it was my husband's fault as he didn't specify what needed to be done, and they usually do the same thing that was done at the last appointment. Well, that was last summer when we did have the dogs shaved! You wouldn't think Craig would need to explain anything when he was just dropping off the dogs, and I was the one who made the appointment telling them EXACTLY what was to be done. But this takes the cake...the manager tried to console me by saying, "Don't worry, their hair will grow back in 2 months or so. We do have some lovely dog coats that I could sell to you for 25% off the listed price." Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! (Me screaming) So all in all we have two naked dogs whose hair will grow back by this summer, which will be the time they should have been shaved! Until then, they're wearing those "lovely" coats that we got for 25% off.
On a lighter note, Friday as I had mentioned was also Lizzy's 2 month check up at the doctor. She is now 11 pounds 10 ounces and 23-1/2" long! Our little girl is growing like a weed, and is changing every day. I'm proud to show her off to all, and even more proud that I'm her mommy.
I've had many people tell me she actually looks a lot like me, and others have said she looks like my brother Austin. Regardless of who she looks like, she is my little red headed Liz. And as I've said many times before, she has the attitude to go with it. With her trip to the doctor also came an immunization. I wasn't too happy about this, and I'm sure with Elizabeth the feeling was mutual. She had to get the Hib shot this time around, and when I say she "had to", I mean it was against my will. As Liz is adopted, we're forced to get all immunizations as required by the CDC schedule until the adoption is finalized and she is in our full custody. It takes six months from birth until finalization, so when that happens, NO MORE SHOTS. Until then, I guess I just have to put up with it. We have also been trying to get Elizabeth to lay on her belly more often to exercise her neck and shoulder muscles, but she only seems to last a few minutes before she erupts in cries refusing to lay there any longer. She is definitely a "back baby", but if there is anyone who has any advice as to getting Lizzy to more fully "enjoy" her belly time, feel free to share! There is one thing she does love for sure though, and that is her daddy. 
Next month will mark the first road trip for our little Lizzy. I'll be heading down to Las Vegas with my parents to visit my brother and his family. Craig will be staying behind as he can't leave work. I'm sure Elizabeth will be looking forward to seeing her cousins though! Hopefully the ride down will agree with her as much as the ride back. As long as the car is in motion she will usually sleep. It's when you have to stop that she tends to get fussy. This weekend we also received a small package from my brother Jordan who is serving a mission in the North Atlanta, Georgia mission. As of right now he is in a city called "Jasper" and is doing wonderfully!
Being the sweetheart he is, in the package he sent was a small plaque which included the following note: "Hey Sista! Hope ya like this! We were in the Hallmark Store on main street in Jasper and I saw this and thought of my wonderful sister who love Peter Pan with a passion! Haha...So here is to add to your Pan room. :) You can probably just call it a congrats on becoming a mommy gift. Enjoy! :) LOVE YA SIS!" 
To close, remember no matter how hard life gets...all you need is faith, trust...and a little bit of pixie dust.
