Guess who turned 2 yesterday?
While we are sad that time is passing, Jay and I were ecstatic to celebrate our little son [happy birthday 2015 here]
Since getting Chandler, people often make comments that he is a placeholder for the future children I do want. While I'm not oblivious to the fact that your own children become your entire world, it makes me a bit ragey. I don't have him because I don't have kids yet (in fact, I plan to acquire many dogs throughout my life, regardless of my kid status!) and at the same time I'm not diminishing that kids rock parents' socks off. I have Chandler because I wanted a dog. I wanted a weekend buddy. I wanted to come home and feel the warmth of his extreme excitement just because I exist. I wanted kisses all over my face. I wanted a wiggly body in my lap. I wanted a little security team who gives warning barks when things go bump in the night. I wanted a dog. Owning my own dog is a dream come true to me. Chandler is an answered wish upon a star.
I love my sweet, kind, fun(ny), acrobatic, snuggly, happy, energetic, hilarious, sweet, sweet, sweet boy.
^All images from his weekday birthday treat on 1/20 (tennis balls!), cake to come this weekend.
Happy Birthday, Chandler. You deserve everything under the sun.
Love you to the moon and back.