Few things irk me more than couples who celebrate each month they have been together. That is fine when you are in middle school and the ultimate longevity of your “relationship” is dictated by the 9 months of the school year. Then, and only then, is it even remotely appropriate to write on the Facebook “Happy 3 months babe! Love you 4eva!”
We have all done it, but let us move on in life to bigger and better things.
This month-iversary is to celebrate the first official month with the furriest love in my life, the little lady Charlie.
It has only been 30 days, and we have already had our ups and downs, but she has snuggled her way into my heart.
shy Charlie
Charlie in mid-March with a Christmas stocking
Charlie taking her St. Paddy’s day nap
She may have nearly ripped ML’s eyelid off playing a game of “Where’s Daddy?”…
She may have thrown a baseball at my head while I was sleeping…
She may bark at nothing every morning at 4:45 am…
She may eat every flip flop in the house…
But she is all mine, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.