Time really pass fast, when we have 3 little ones who take turns to grow up.
You came as a little puppy, fearful of even a raised hand wanting to give you a pat.
Then youe grew up learning that there's nothing to be afraid of, and became a fearless little 'teen'.
From a timid puppy who flipped 4 paws into the air to any dogs keen to befriend you, to a cheerful little girl, my little precious Maen has so grown!
They always say that ignorant is bliss. How true is that for you who always seem to just go with the flow (Baileys) and voices out your displeasure without second thoughts. You never meant harm as much as you brought destruction (to our furnitures when you were teething, to our sleep when we slept in the same room and even now as we sleep in different places).
When punishment seems only right, it's never hard to soften at that look in your eyes that say you will never do it again. Mummy knows you will repeat your offence but then, oh well..
You were used to limitless cuddles and had mummy's laps as a sleep mat till the human puppy arrived. Yet without complaints, you not only accept the fact that you have to share mummy, you even helped to watch over the helpless infant.
The infant has turned into a monster toddler who pulls you by your collar, disturbs you when you eat, hugs you in the middle of your sleep. Given the little princess temper in you that we know you possess, you could have gotten angry and taught the little monster a lesson but you never did.
You follow the little monster when she takes you by the collar, eat as fast as you can when you could have snapped at those little fingers, gives the little monster your tummy when she comes snuggle up with you while you were in deep sleep, taking you by surprise.
You think mummy doesn't know the little monster has also been secretly feeding you treats behind my back, do you?
Whenever this little monster wakes up crying, you never fail to show up and give her licks that tickles her, making her feel much better that mummy's busy somewhere and out of sight.
I thought I had remembered wrongly when I recalled that you were turning 4, just days ago and started doing the maths from your birth date. You just do not look like you are 4. Everyone who sees you thinks you are a puppy and you still behave like you are. You play with Baileys like you did when you were a puppy, you jump at our faces to lick us like you did when you were very little. You eat fast and try to steal Baileys' food every morning like you used to and innocently step across the boundaries we set, pretending that you didn't know those rules exist.
But we know you have matured from the way you allowed Adrielle to manipulate you and share everything you have with her. We are thankful that you have been healthy for the past 4 years.
Mummy's sorry that you had to share our affection and attention with this little one and am thankful for your willingness to do so.
We pray that you will continue to be healthy, stay your cheery self (can you minus the barkings in the wee hours of the mornings please? Mummy needs to sleep..) and not bully Baileys so much?
We love you Maen.
Blessed 4 years old.
You came as a little puppy, fearful of even a raised hand wanting to give you a pat.
Then youe grew up learning that there's nothing to be afraid of, and became a fearless little 'teen'.
From a timid puppy who flipped 4 paws into the air to any dogs keen to befriend you, to a cheerful little girl, my little precious Maen has so grown!
They always say that ignorant is bliss. How true is that for you who always seem to just go with the flow (Baileys) and voices out your displeasure without second thoughts. You never meant harm as much as you brought destruction (to our furnitures when you were teething, to our sleep when we slept in the same room and even now as we sleep in different places).
When punishment seems only right, it's never hard to soften at that look in your eyes that say you will never do it again. Mummy knows you will repeat your offence but then, oh well..
You were used to limitless cuddles and had mummy's laps as a sleep mat till the human puppy arrived. Yet without complaints, you not only accept the fact that you have to share mummy, you even helped to watch over the helpless infant.
The infant has turned into a monster toddler who pulls you by your collar, disturbs you when you eat, hugs you in the middle of your sleep. Given the little princess temper in you that we know you possess, you could have gotten angry and taught the little monster a lesson but you never did.
You follow the little monster when she takes you by the collar, eat as fast as you can when you could have snapped at those little fingers, gives the little monster your tummy when she comes snuggle up with you while you were in deep sleep, taking you by surprise.
You think mummy doesn't know the little monster has also been secretly feeding you treats behind my back, do you?
Whenever this little monster wakes up crying, you never fail to show up and give her licks that tickles her, making her feel much better that mummy's busy somewhere and out of sight.
I thought I had remembered wrongly when I recalled that you were turning 4, just days ago and started doing the maths from your birth date. You just do not look like you are 4. Everyone who sees you thinks you are a puppy and you still behave like you are. You play with Baileys like you did when you were a puppy, you jump at our faces to lick us like you did when you were very little. You eat fast and try to steal Baileys' food every morning like you used to and innocently step across the boundaries we set, pretending that you didn't know those rules exist.
But we know you have matured from the way you allowed Adrielle to manipulate you and share everything you have with her. We are thankful that you have been healthy for the past 4 years.
Mummy's sorry that you had to share our affection and attention with this little one and am thankful for your willingness to do so.
We pray that you will continue to be healthy, stay your cheery self (can you minus the barkings in the wee hours of the mornings please? Mummy needs to sleep..) and not bully Baileys so much?
We love you Maen.
Blessed 4 years old.
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