This may go down as the best Christmas EV.ER!
After spending Christmas Eve and Christmas morning with our Indiana aunts, uncles, cousins and grandma, we pointed our swagger wagon toward our St. Louis family! The SIL’s (think sister-in-law mafia!) were hiding our surprise Christmas puppy, Big George!
We had kept this secret for over a month, but those last five hours of the road trip were.so.long. By the time I saw the arch, I was in full out “stupid talk!”
I was delivering a constant stream about the weather, the traffic, “remember to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you'” and “Raise your hand if you think I am funnier than Dad!”
When we finally arrived, the SIL’s presented a box with a stuffed animal puppy inside. While my kiddos were wisely saying their “thank you’s,” Big George was carried in!
A lot of shock, disbelief, and squealing later (ok, I did most of the squealing!), we had our puppy.
|George takes a trip in the swagger wagon…home!|
|A boy and his dog…|
I find myself comparing everything he does with our old girl, Shelby. “Remember when Shelby played wolf-dog?” and “Shelby always…”
He has some big, proverbial shoes to fill. Considering the size of his paws, I’m sure he’ll find his way.