Keeping it real

On Election Day 2004, we had an ultra sound and consultation with a high risk specialist to confirm we had a healthy baby due in May. We shared the news with three big sisters on our way to lunch that afternoon. All were excited but Lauren quickly added, "I wish we were getting a puppy instead". As it turns out, Lauren wasn't the only one who really wanted a puppy. Greg was also watching the ads for Boxer pups in our area and that evening he made a phone call to a local breeder who happened to have one seven week old male left. It may have been bedtime in our world, but Greg insisted we go see if we would like this puppy. As if there was any question we would leave a puppy there after introducing three little girls to him! Whatever. I was roped in and today we celebrate Brutus' ninth birthday. And by celebrate I mean, we bought him a bag of dog food. He was almost out anyway. Happy birthday old boy.

I am getting a lot of sweet comments about the photo of us sharing a moment yesterday. In an effort to keep things real around here, I have to share the photo taken immediately before that one. He is crazy. And I love him.