December 9, 2007
Christmas Photo Card Review
Every year since Dawson was born we’ve taken our Christmas card photo on Thanksgiving. We started this tradition because we figured we were already wearing our “Holiday Best”, and since we were celebrating with family there was always someone around to keep both Dawson and Murphy (our dog) occupied and looking at the camera.
But we didn’t adhere to our tradition this year. Thanksgiving came and went, and I just didn’t have the time to wrangle a child and a dog and manipulate the self-timer on the camera to squeeze the whole family into a photo.
So we cheated. This year we only captured Dawson and Murphy. But lets review the holiday cards of the past, shall we?
There was 2004:
And then 2005, with a screaming toddler:
And 2006, in which we all look so cheerful:
I suppose you expect to see the 2007 Christmas card, but I’m not going to show it on the blog until after each card is mailed out. It wouldn’t be right to give you all a sneak peek.
Instead, let’s take a look at the photos we didn’t use:
Stay tuned for the 2007 Christmas Photo Card! I can’t wait to show y’all!
November 16, 2007
Cute As a Button
It’s Button Day and I thought about showing you a photo of my unofficial button collection. I’ve acquired them over the last few years. Each time I buy a new sweater or cardigan, I throw the extra button in a drawer just in case I need it later. I’ve realized, I haven’t needed a single one of those buttons yet. But I still can’t bring myself to throw them away. I get this little trait from my mother.
Dawson is full of energy these days. His favorite thing to do is run in circles around the coffee table yelling, “I am SPEED! I am LIGHT ‘N HAKEEN!!!”
He loves to chase Murphy and the poor little pup is so good about it. Most dogs would get mad and hide, but little Murphy playfully chases Dawson and the two boys have become best friends.
I remember when Murphy wanted nothing to do with Dawson, but now he likes to sit next to him — especially when Dawson is eating because he always slips him some food. I think it’s adorable that they are finally getting along.
Yes…they are cute as buttons…
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December 12, 2006
Murphy Lee Is Three
Happy Birthday, Murphy! Three years ago, today, you were born. We fell in love with you immediately and you are truly our first born.
Love,
Mumma, Daddy & your little human brother, Dawson.
September 28, 2006
Love Thursday – Puppy Love
Since this is my first Love Thursday, I wanted to write about unconditional love. And when I think about unconditional love, I think of my loyal pup, Murphy.
Murphy is a Boston Terrier who came into this world on December 12, 2003. We adopted him on January 16, 2004 when he was just five weeks old. His entire body fit into my hands and he had the worst puppy breath imaginable, but I loved him from the first moment I saw him.
My co-worker Donia had two Boston Terriers that decided to mate and produced second litter of 5 pups. Two males and 3 females, and Murphy was the cutest of them all.
His handsome facial features and adorable “bat ears” as we called them, always made my heart melt.
When he was just a few months old, he learned the joys of potty training in the middle of winter (poor freezing puppy) and chewing pig’s ears (he loves these).
Sure, Murphy chewed our furniture, had potty training accidents and nasty puppy breath for a while, but he was the cutest little dog ever.
Just a few days after I brought him home, I discovered I was pregnant. Murphy was like my first born. I definitely learned some responsibility in taking care of a puppy. Looking back now, puppy care is so much easier than parenting, but I had a pretty good idea what I was in for.
Murphy is a bundle of love. He loves to play. He loves to go for walks (he was like my personal trainer — he loved long, fast walks — I could barely keep up). He is content just sitting next to me on the couch, chewing his nylon bone and occasionally licking my feet. His job is just being a dog. A loyal companion. He’s like a child who never cries, never demands attention, always licks your face when you greet him.
Granted, I love my Dawson very much, but I often feel guilty when I don’t pay enough attention to my faithful pal, Murphy. He loves me no matter how good or bad my day was. He forgives me when I have to pass up playtime to change a diaper or clean the house.
And I love Murphy. I love his playfulness. I love that he burrows under the covers every night to sleep next to me and Doug in our bed. His warmth is better than any electric blanket. I love to see him run outside and to play fetch. I love how he plays nice with Dawson, careful not to injure him, but doesn’t hold back with me.
Murphy is a member of our family. He holds a special place in my heart and I will love him always. I’ll love him eternally. I can only pray there are dogs in heaven, because I can’t bear to not see my Murphy in the afterlife, he means that much to me.
Love you always, Murphy Lee.
Your “Hu-Mama” (Human Mama)
