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Understanding Death

A few weeks ago, our precious dog passed away. What makes her passing even harder for us all was the fact that we were away and so was she when it happened. The kids were visiting relatives, and I was out of town. Our dog traveled with us often, but considering the amount of travel we had been doing, we decided to leave her with a friend for the last few weeks.

She was an old dog, adopted about 8 years ago when she was already a little over a year old. My best friend agreed to keep her, and updated us regularly on how sweet and easy going she was. And oh was she sweet. In fact, I blogged many times with pictures of my children loving on her. However, after the second week, her health took a sudden turn. Within a few days, our dog was gone.

I wasn’t with her for her last days. My children weren’t with her. The heartache of suffering with her and preparing for her after life care was put on the shoulders of my friend. I grieved from another state, choosing to delay telling the kids until after my son’s 14th birthday.

The older 4 (out of 7) understood what the death of their dog meant: they would not be returning to her in a week and she would not be returning to them. As for the younger 3, the understanding of death is not something they can truly grasp, especially without seeing her sick. The last they knew of their dog was walks through Mount Lemmon.

My very busy, smart and chatty 3 year old has come up to me nonchalantly a few times and said, “Nala is dead.” My 6 year old, who is verbal but autistic, asked where Nala was yesterday. I told him, but he had left the conversation before hearing my reply.

My 4 year old loves dogs. He hugs every dog he sees. It’s been so hard losing our precious family member and she will be missed forever.

But I am going to wrap up children’s understanding of death with something sweet, funny and curious:

Yesterday, the friend who was watching Nala when she passed, stopped by the house. The 4 year old said,

“I want my dog back!”

She crouched down and said very sweetly, but with much sadness, “oh baby, your dog went to be with Jesus.”

The four year old demanded, “why did Jesus take my dog?!”


Dog Has a New Puppy

I need a professional photographer to come in here with a camera (as opposed to my phone), because this dog with “her puppies” is just too cute!

Sweet baby can now crawl. She has taken to our dog and crawls over to her ♡♡♡

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Birthdays, Friends and Dogs

This week, my oldest daughter turned 8 and my baby turned 6 months. Where does time go?!

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My oldest daughter’s birthday began a few days earlier with old friends celebrating at Dave & Busters, and a furry owl present.

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Her birthday morning was complete with many phone calls from relatives and a lovely gift from her cousin.

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Later we went to the park, where another homeschooling group was meeting for their weekly park day. She made some new friends, which is always the best present!

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In the evening, another family came over to share in the cake and song celebration. They brought Twister, which has kept the oldest kids entertained ever since.

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I made the most fabulous gluten free, flower power cake ever, and it was delicious!

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And yesterday we drove a few hours to meet friends we miss dearly from our old hometown. We spent a wonderful day at the zoo with them ♡♡♡

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Little Baby is now a Crawling Baby! And she’s quite pleased with herself.

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She now crawls up to our sweet dog, who is never missing attention and affection from the kids.

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Sleepy Dog Nights (Part IV)

We decided to buy our dog a bed last night. We spared no expense when purchasing, and selected a bed with a cushy memory foam inside. Doggy would be happy. But as soon as we got home and directed Dog to her new bed, the littlest boy jumped in too. They made quite a sweet pair, curled up together ♡

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More Doggy Stories (Part III)

I’m sure it’s getting a little old by now, but this was too adorable not to share.  I’ll try to stop posting about my little boy and the puppies…. unless he does something else ridiculously cute 😉

He very carefully filled the food bowls with dirt. It actually took him about ten minutes, which is an impressive amount of time for an 18 month old. Then he carried the bowl slowly up the stairs, so as not to spill, and “fed” the puppies. They sniffed at it and sniffed at him. Then he tried to assist them by pulling some dirt out of the bowl and putting it on the ground.

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Boy and Dogs Part II

I’m sorry, but I just can’t get enough of these guys! Photos and puppies, courtesy of my sister. The precious little boy is all mine ♡♡♡

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A Boy and His Dog (Another Picture Story)

Here is my adorable, always smiling one year old:

m2My sister and brother in law have been spending a lot of time with us, and as a result, so have their puppies:

two beautiful Great Pyrenees siblings:

m3This little boy LOVES these dogs.  It’s torture for him to be pulled in at night for bedtime.  He would literally sleep on the dogs, if allowed…

6 5 47Last year, during our chaotic move, we left our dog with my sister until we could take her back again.  And today, my brother in law brought her home!!  The kids could not be happier… especially my littlest boy.  He sweetly brought them all his beloved ball to share 🙂

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Babes in Birdland

My children love animals. My oldest, from a very young age (before one) would hold a chicken gently in his lap. Puppies would curl up and fall asleep beside him. Now, at 13, his gentle spirit and love for animals has only increased. He reads all he can about the world around him and it’s furry and scaled creatures.

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The others equally love animals, although maybe not to the extent of reading every reference material they can get their hands on. But still, their love of animals from a young age shows their innocent, pure hearts.

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But I must say, the one that takes the cake currently is my two year old. He LOVES my parents’ bird and steals away to watch him and sing to him every chance he gets. Lately, he’s taken his love to a new level and joins him in the birdcage. The bird, despite what you may think, is calm and happy when my son is with him. They just sit together. And when my son is discovered and removed, the bird seems upset and chirps for his return.

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