The Christmas stuffed dog bone met it's demise this week . . .
Madeline puts on her innocent face and says, "What? I don't know who made that mess!"
And her guilty face, "Okay, it was me. But, I didn't mean to, I just got a little carried away playing!"
Apparently Madeline the dog is not pet enough around this house. My 7 year old daughter insists she wants her very own dog, a little dog! And she'll pay for it with her own money and take care of it and train it . . .
I casually mentioned the vet bills and cost to board the extra dog every time we go out of town. I may have even had a vet receipt handy from a recent boarding and showed it to her. That pretty well ended the asking for her own dog!
But, then there's my 4 year old daughter that has decided she really wants a little pet turtle! Where she got that, I have no idea. We do not have any friends with turtle pets. Honestly as a former scientist, the Salmonella aspect scares me! But, I just said we'd talk about it when she was old enough to clean out the turtle tank by herself (which I think will conveniently be the same age she can go away to college). Little Girl has still added the turtle to her birthday list which grows longer each day and her birthday is not until October! I finally did have to burst that bubble today and inform her that, "You know, just because something is on your 'birthday list' doesn't mean you'll definitely get it."
It's all about setting expectations! And not getting a turtle as a pet.
Remember when I told you that my 5 year old son blows me a kiss after he crosses homeplate in his T-ball games? Well, I now have photographic evidence:
Good thing he's not asking for another dog or a turtle because I just might cave under the pressure of that sweetness!
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