Puppies!

Recently, like 3 weeks ago, I went to Bobby and asked him if we could get a puppy. He seemed less than enthusiastic. In fact, he flat out said no. I was not to be discouraged, however. I decided to pull out one of the oldest tricks in the book- bribery.

I offered to give him half of my spending money that would be coming with our tax return. This time he seemed much more willing to listen and negotiate. We sat down and discussed what would be needed and how the workload would be split. Seeing as how he was just getting back to a new semester of school and working a full-time job, and barely called to serve as the first counselor in the Young Men's Presidency, I got the majority of the responsibilities. But that works out because I am the one that will be home with her, (we already decided we were going to get a female) so she would come to respect and/or fear me the most. I could put her on the schedule that best suits me and the kids, and I was mostly ecstatic that Bobby was even considering talking about getting a puppy. This is something we've wanted almost our whole marriage! So, we talked to Stephen about going over to Jesica's house and picking out a puppy from their recent litter.

The kids seemed excited at first, but as we walked through the house to get to the dogs out back, they noticed a huge pile of new toys, and any thoughts of puppies vanished. They couldn't even take their eyes off the door while we were playing with all the dogs. Finally, not even 2 minutes outside, Andrew walks right back into the house and plays with all the new toys! Emma follows only after the puppies attacked her with love.

Stephen and Jesica has previously picked out two puppies out of the nine that they thought would be best for our growing family and young kids. One was a mostly black one, with small patches of white on her chest. She loved to play. Definitely one of the most hyper ones we saw. The other was a mostly black puppy with lots of brown that they so lovingly referred to as Wrinkle Face. Bobby held one, and I held the other. We each said we wanted our respective puppies. I suggested we trade for a minute and see if either of us would budge on our choice. Unfortunately, neither of us did. In fact, we fell in love with the other puppy as well.

So I suggested something crazy.

Perhaps we should get two puppies.

I thought Bobby might pass out as he thought about the prospect of, not one, but TWO puppies running around our house, TWO puppies to clean up after, TWO puppies to feed and play with.

To my great surprise, he agreed! I was so excited! Now to name them.......