What Made Me Smile Today

My son, aka Zilla, is turning 6 in a couple of months.  He's been asking me for a puppy for quite some time.  The first time, my youngest, princess, was still in diapers.  There was no way I was interested in cleaning up dog poo or pee.  I told him we'd have to wait until she was out of diapers.  He did.

I started potty training princess and he asked again.  But potty training has got to be one of my least favorite milestones in a child's life and even after having 3 children I'm still not sure I know what I'm doing.  Did I "teach" my children to use a toilet?  Not sure.  I think they got sick of being wet or smelly and figured they needed a new plan. I imagined cleaning up puddles or piles off my floors and said, "we need to wait a bit longer honey."

Now his birthday is coming and his best buddy got a puppy for Christmas.  So you can imagine how much the requests for a puppy have ramped up.  (Thanks a lot Lee!) 

Zilla brought a book home from the library and asked me to read it.  It's all about Airedale Terriers.  At the end he said, "That's the dog I want."  I pointed out that the dog was pretty big.  He said, "That's ok."  I said, "You know, bigger dog means bigger poop."  He shrugged his shoulders.  I emphasized, "You know you'll have to pick up the dog poop, right?  Are you going to clean up the dog poop?"  He thought for a moment and said, "Can I get a hamster?"