A few weeks ago we went to the beach with my sister and brother in law. The sun was shining and we crammed in the van and we headed up north to find sand.
The whole afternoon Atticus (2) decided he was a dog. He would carry a stick in his mouth as he crawled on all fours. He would drop it at your feet, barking to ask you to throw it for him so he could fetch.
We obliged. And we also let him eat doggie treats {aka chips} when he did tricks, “Roll over!” “Good Boy Atti!”
We were all having a good time. Especially him, as he lapped up the attention.
He is good boy and a good dog and these are things I must remember when he is driving me bananas with “No!” and “Mine!”
It has been baby crazy in my circle of friends lately. Two of my favorite people gave birth this past week and another called to announce her pregnancy. I was able to deliver a meal last night and hold a darling 6 pound bundle of perfection and oohh and ahh over the tiny fingers and dark halo of hair and just absolute amazing-ness. Sigh.
My friend asked me if it was giving me baby fever, all this baby love, and my answer is, No, it isn’t. Not now. I have my plate full and my heart full and my mind is always feeling on the near brink of some other disaster. Besides I have atti-boy, my human-dog, to love.
I went home and let my doggie-boy curl up in my bed this morning and sleep in my arms as I kissed his head and pulled him close and told myself that these are the moments to remember. Not the Mine’s! and the No’s! but the doggie tricks and the sleeping sweaty bundle of terrible goes-way-to-fast-two’s.
woofy!!
wow, sounds like our weekend, Jamie was trying to get Tristan to play fetch with a stick and he even “woofed” a few times!
Hilarious!! Gus crawls around barking all the time too! It cracks me up! I was wondering about the level of your baby fever. I’m glad to know you aren’t overwhelmed with indecision about babies.
Atti is so precious! That is too funny. I’m glad your heart is well my friend.