Oh man, how annoying
I thought, as I scrolled through everyone's thankful messages.
Later this afternoon, I sent Molly down on her quilt after lunch while I cleaned up the kitchen.
Before I knew it I heard giggling. Jake had scooted over next to her, and the two were merrily engaged in play (ish). Jake was licking off bits of pear that I had missed, and Molly was laughing hysterically while patting his fur.
Ok, so yes, we did have a bath before nap time (we'd planned one anyway, after choosing pear for lunch), but it was a pretty fun moment. And it made me feel, well, thankful.
I didn't feel as thankful when we caught Jake eating all of my tomatillos last summer. Apparently he had taken quite the liking to them...
Jake was Ryan and my first "baby" and he turns 7 years old this month. I'm thankful he's such a sweet pee, and that he and Molly have such a fun time together (one of her new favorite things to do is just watch him and laugh).
So yes, on November 1 I am thankful for my dog. And my baby.
Anyway, I'd taken a break from blogging, so we'll see if I can keep up with 30 days or thankfuls. Fingers crossed. If I fail it won't be for lack of things to be thankful for... it will be the exact opposite-- all those wonderful things just keep me too busy.
Jakers is such a good boy with the lil ones :)
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