There are a number of sayings about how families run, including "If Momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy" and "Happy wife, happy life!" Things run a bit differently in our household. If our son General (yes, I totally realize he's a dog) is happy, we're as thrilled as punch. When we decide to start having children of our own, I'm not worried about General getting jealous. I'm worried that the human kids will be jealous of the time and attention he demands.
In keeping with this theme, Tom bought our dog a new toy today. Pshhh... as if he needs a new toy. General reminds me of "Prayer of the Selfish Child" by Shel Silverstein.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my toys to break.
So none of the other kids can use ‘em…
The kid (ok, ok, dog) has more toys than he knows what to do with. However, don't you dare call him spoiled. He deserves them, yes? He's so cute and he can't turn left and I just want him to be happy as an adopted child in our home and never remember the shelter and...
Anyway, you should see Puppy with his new toy. It's so precious. We all giggle as he runs around with it, as proud as can be, and it makes a little squeaking/quacking noise to let us know where he is in the house. It took a while to get a shot of just the hedgehog because we couldn't pry it away from him long enough. Tom rolls his eyes and talks about how spoiled the dog is, but make no mistake... who bought him the toy? Yup. It's totally worth it to see such joy from our little boy.
Thank you, hedgehog, you made my day.