I did something today!! Well I mean I didn't leave the house or anything but I did a lot in the house...that counts right? Yikes.The Camp countdown is now at four days until I leave for training! I have a lot I need to accomplish before then...like writing two weeks worth of posts for this blog! Lets do this thang.
Memory #112
Before we got my current pup, Sandy, my mom had talked about getting a Beagle. She absolutely adored Beagles, primarily because she had grown up beagles her entire life and thought they were just the best dog (Also they're stinking adorable). So my mother had become rather fixated on beagles for a while. So when her birthday rolled around I came up with the best birthday present idea ever (in my own mind). I think I was in elementary school around this time, so please keep that in mind ha. There was a phase where my cousin Sara and I were enthralled with Build-a-Bears. Seriously we were OBSESSED. Any chance that I got to go to Build-a-bear I definitely jumped on board. Which is why I have a tub of build-a-bear stuff under my bed. So I decided that the best present ever to get for my mom was a build-a-bear beagle. Instead of getting her an actual beagle because that would make sense. I guess I was pretty set on that idea because we ended up going through with it and bringing home Buster the stuffed beagle.
When we gave it to my mom she definitely appreciated the thought and loved it, but lets just say...I was way more excited about it and discreetly told my mom that I was taking Buster for a quick puppy play date with my other dog build-a-bears. She was very gracious and let me take it away, which humors me now. Leave it to me to take someone's birthday present within an hour of giving it to someone...Long story short I pretty much took the beagle build a bear to display with my other pups and my mom was nice enough to never question its whereabouts after that play date. Probably cause she knew I had it when I thought it was a secret that I had it. There must be some unspoken mom rule where you let your child believe that they are doing something secretive and unknown to your mother but in reality...THEY KNOW. Today I was cleaning up around the house and I found ol Buster still sitting among the other pups and it made me finally come to the realization that my mom knew all along that I'd kidnapped her birthday gift all of those years ago.
Love always,
Erin
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