Telling the kids they are getting a Christmas puppy was one of the most fun parts of this whole thing. But they didn't have the reaction we expected at all. Tom and I were so excited about finding a fun way to surprise them and I could barely sleep on Saturday night. I had done enough research to know that bringing home a puppy on Christmas morning is just too stressful on the puppy. And the breeder wouldn't let us get him any closer to Christmas than Sunday for that reason. So, we borrowed a crate, bought a blanket, some toys, food bowls and training biscuits and decorated the crate on Saturday night.
We put the crate under the tree with a big red bow on it, a stocking with an "S" on it, and a note to the kids. And then we went to bed and I stayed awake all night long imagining their surprise and delight the next morning.
Andrew was the first one down the stairs in the morning and he walked up to it and said, "What's this?" He thought it was a new crate for our cat, Maggie. He called the girls downstairs, screaming that there was something under the tree and he didn't know what it was. They came running down and stood completely still just looking at it. Finally, Em knelt down and said, "What's going on?" And Elizabeth said, "What is this? Is it for a puppy?" So, they were slowly getting it, but they were clearly really surprised.
We had to prompt them to read the note that was attached and look at the picture and then Libby and Andrew jumped up and started clapping and yelling, "We're getting a puppy! We're getting a puppy!" But Emily never really got that excited. She was so shocked and kept asking, "Really? But, I thought you said we couldn't. Did you change your mind?" And then the other two chimed in with the questions. They kept throwing back at us all the reasons we had given them why we couldn't get a puppy. We had them so convinced that they weren't going to get a puppy for another year or two that they were just in shock. I don't think they truly got it until we got to the breeder's house.
And then they saw this little guy. He ran straight to Elizabeth. And then the moment came that I had been waiting for. All three of them let out a huge, "Awwwwwwwwwwwwww...." And they got it. :) We were able to spend time with both his mother and father and they are both just gorgeous! His father is enormous and we were so excited to see him - he's one of the most beautiful dogs I've ever seen. Taking Sawyer away from his mother was too much for me, though. So, the breeder very nicely took the mom out of the room while we wrapped Sawyer up and carried him out.
He matches our carpeting perfectly. :) Tom calls him a fuzzy piece of carpet come to life. LOL!
My wish for today is that i could just go back to bed and have some fairies do everything for me. I love, love Christmas usually and I'm just not in the mood this year. I'm really excited for my kids and can't wait to see their reactions to some exciting changes to our family next week. But, as for me? Nope, not feeling it. And I know I promised a picture, but it occurred to me that I can't do that. Every once in a while, the kids show up unexpectedly behind me when I'm online and if I were to have my blog up with a photo...well, it would ruin the surprise.
So, that's all I've got. My wish to go back to bed. And it's not going to happen. I'm the mommy and I have to do everything. Sigh.
Oh, I do have one more thing. Little miss Libby totally bombed the eye chart at her 8-year checkup this week. As in, "Mom, is that a big F at the top of the chart?" :O So, we're expected glasses for her at her eye doctor's appointment tomorrow. Let's hope she handles this well. I promised her pink, sparkly glasses and I'm hoping they have them!
So-so behavior, but the face. Ugh. And can't you just see where he's going ...
The huge laugh that has to follow the funny face ...
Followed by me yelling at him, him pouting and the girls mocking him ...
Followed by him trying to get up and leave the scene of the crime ...
And the girls literally holding him in the chair and it totally turned into a game of tug-and-war right after this.
Sigh. Every single photo I took is blurry. Every one. Mostly because of camera shake because I was alternating between begging him to behave, yelling at him, and promising him candy. Hard to hold the camera steady under those circumstances.