There was a time when Gracie was our baby. Brad and I had just gotten married, and one weekend we wandered into a pet shop with adorable puppies. I'd picked her up, snuggled her, and then we went home. I went to work the next day (which happened to be our two month anniversary), and I couldn't stop thinking about her beautiful face and her warm, snuggly fur. I named her. Then I called Brad at work, and told him we just had to get Gracie. I went to pick her up that evening. This was her first photo as our puppy:
She was so tiny, and so, so sweet. Like, melt your heart, sweet. We were in love.
Her first night with us, she barked throughout the night, and we wondered if we'd made a mistake, but then, we learned that puppies like to be close to you - that they don't want to be left alone in a crate. So we brought her into our bedroom, and she slept soundly next to our bed. In the wee hours of the morning, I would carry her downstairs and outside so she could go potty. Gracie was such a smart puppy - she was trained within two weeks.
We would take family photos with Gracie, and sometimes, she would sleep in our bed. She got presents for the holidays, and on her birthday, I made her cupcakes. Seriously, she was my baby. I took to calling her, "Baby Bear."
Last Thursday was Gracie's fifth birthday, and I forgot:( Since having Jack, Gracie is no longer my baby, even though she is still loved very much. So last night, we threw her a proper birthday party. Jack was so excited, all day he kept saying, "Happy Birthday to Gracie, Mama?"
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Jack blew out the candles before we even had a chance to sing! Just LOOK at Jack's wild eyes with the candles glowing     A little help from Mom   And again...   Gracie hides hers until the table so as to avoid the same snuggles    Gracie with her present |
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