Our sweet baboo

For people without a kid (for a little while longer) we are extremely house-centric. When we moved to Austin from small town New Mexico, we were excited to be moving back to a place where restaurants were open past 8 pm, where there were cultural events and live music every night. But we bought a house, and now we never go out. And then we got a dog, and we settled in a little more. A typical evening in the Reyburn-Henkelman house involves all three of us on the couch watching something on our pseudo-tv.

Here is Westley in his happiest place: