Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Happy First Birthday, Charlie!

Just over a year ago, Charlie was born.
July 1, 2010.



I have no newborn pictures of her since we didn't even know of her existence until she was almost two months old.

Born to a mother who was an Australian Shepherd/ Lab mix and a father who was a Labrador, Charlie is 3/4 Lab and 1/4 Australian Shepherd. Which would explain why she tends to push the little boys around in the yard. I suppose she is herding them.

We received a call in late August from friends asking if we would be interested in taking one of the puppies that they had left.

My memory being what it is, I cannot remember how many brothers and sisters Charlie had when she was born, although I do remember there being a little chocolate brown puppy and a black puppy there when we went to look at Charlie.

I also remember being told that she was a very sick little puppy in those early weeks of life.
So sickly that it was a question as to whether she would live.

Would we consider taking her?

Oh! I was ready for a puppy! I was so ready. After all, they are so sweet and soft and furry. And that puppy breath!
I couldn't wait to see how the little boys would love on her.
And I couldn't wait to see what the big kids would say! They were on a trip to the Grand Canyon with Grandma and Grandpa, so this puppy would be a huge surprise!

I was ready!

I remember going over to our friends' house that evening and playing with the puppies and their momma.
Sweet little things.

 Of course, we would consider taking her!

We decided to name her Charlie.

It's funny the feelings I experienced when we brought her home.
I remember feeling a lot like I felt when I brought a new baby home...like things would never be the same.

Overwhelmed.

But then Carrie and William came home and took over the mothering responsibilities.
All except getting up with her in the middle of the night.
Looking back, though, even that didn't last all that long.


That reminds me of my babies too.  Those days seemed so long at the time, but they were over in moments.

And now, we are celebrating Charlie's first birthday...











And her "Gotcha Day"...September 6...the anniversary of the day that we brought Charlie home to live with us.






What a great dog she is.


Happy Birthday and Happy Gotcha Day, Charlie.
We love you!


Enjoying Puppy Love,

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

The First Day of School...

a mulled cider candle on the candle warmer...


a cool 62 degree breeze blowing through the windows...


a fresh pot of coffee brewing in a new coffee maker
(the old coffee maker died two days before--coffee is a must-have on the first day of school--and everyday after the first!)...


donuts...


money for Josh from the Tooth Fairy
(the second tooth lost--lower right center)...


Matthew with new school supplies and his "crib pillow"...


organization...


hugs, kisses, and lovin' from Carrie's bunny slippers...



Jedi moves during "recess"...


deformed cupcakes
(what is wrong with my cupcakes lately?!)...


rolling out dough between two sheets of parchment paper
(thank you, Pioneer Woman)...


sibling apple peeling/coring/slicing bonding time
(not to mention a pretty rocking' faux hawk!--he wet the middle of his own head down and asked for it)...


cinnamon and sugar apple slices...


crumbly topping straight from my Longaberger mixing bowl
(thank you to Paul, Judy, and Ron!)...




tea party cupcakes...


Grandma's traditional monster cookies
(a favorite that is once again on the menu--SURPRISE!)...








GG
(Great-Grandma)...


The 10th Annual First Day of School Tea Party...


no tea
(chocolate milk and coffee instead)...


messy mouths...




a bouquet for the teacher
(thank you, Grandma!)


anticipation...


Grandma love...


new school supplies...







gum = school supplies?
("For recess only," says Grandma..."Yes!" says Matthew)....


dividing up...


Grandma and the Gang...


GG and the Greats...


faux hawk becomes no hawk
("No more!" as the faux hawk ends as it once began)...



Enjoying firsts--and everything else,