All's good in the neighborhood...

until the Zacharda family decides to go for a stroll. To fight off our stir craziness, we've been going for walks when the weather is nice. And when I say "we" I mean Jacob, me, the 3 kids, AND the 2 dogs. We look like a circus parading down the street with every passerby doing a double take and then staring with their mouths hanging open. It's bad enough with strollers full of 3 infants, but when you add 2 dogs to the mix, one being dragged down the street because she hates walks and the other yelping, barking and acting like a crazy lunatic at every other animals she sees, it makes for quite the scene. On one of our last walks we saw a lady walking a horse, not riding a horse, but walking her horse on a leash down the street (not that that should have surprised us, we live in Duvall afterall). That made Daisy go absolutely nuts and she made such a ruckus that it sounded like she was being beaten to death. Nothing like letting all of the neighbors know that we are out and about.