I printed my whole blog last night....printed off the last 2 years of my documented life..it was a sweet look back...I read through my posts as I printed each page. It sort of felt like the last episode of Survivor where they are walking along remembering their fellow survivors who came before them, burning each name in the fire. Except I didn't burn anything, nor had I been picking my teeth with bamboo for the last 30 days..
I started this blog when Emily was just over a year old and Allison was younger than Emily is now..hmmm..surely there was an easier way to say that. Point is: They are older. and doesn't that just happen. "But time makes you bolder, children get older, I'm getting older too." Thank you, Stevie Nicks... Moving on,
Jack. Look at that dog. He is so cute. He just turned a year old. Let me tell you.. this was the first dog that we have had since puppy age. He was 3 months when we got him. He. Wore. Us. Out. He ate so many things. Things that you wouldn't think he would eat. I am not talking a shoe here, or a table leg there..although, he did eat both of those things. He also ate a 4 foot tall tree(down to the roots), a bathroom drawer(the side of it), the side of a coffee table, and a door(chipped away a LOT of the wood). But as each month went by; he calmed down a bit more. Now, we can leave him in a room full of the girls toys and he won't chew on any of them. Aaah, life is sweet.