Happy Birthday Tucker!

Today Tucker is 3. I can’t get over that my boy is 3. There was  treats and presents of course. By moving to Harrisburg, we don’t have to share Tucker’s birthday with Halloween as they do their trick or treat on the Thursday before Halloween (don’t ask why since I don’t even know). Our little family is together in our new home and I’m so proud of how Tucker is adjusting.  It hasn’t been easy and I’m sure we’re bound for a few more bumps but he’s handled himself great.

So today my boy is 3. My rope playing, sleep on his back, grab the bath mat and jump on his Bar and Gran is 3. My fluffy tailed boy who loves giving kisses and will give a low little growl if you stop petting him is 3.

And no matter how much he tires me out some days, no matter how much I have to say something like “no! Do not rip the blanket!” “No, do not hump Mommy” or, “can you please just settle for 3 minutes,?” I also say, “please don’t grow up!” Which is ridiculous I know, because no matter how old you are, you’ll always be my puppy.

So tonight we sang Happy birthday and made wishes for health and happiness and new fun adventures. Because you my Tucky, are three. And I’ll love you forever.