Dear Dorrian, You Are Quite A Bully

All my life from media and growing up with two brothers, I have learned that boys can just be mean when they are young. I never realized how true it was until having one of my own. Recently we adopted a four month old chocolate lab mix puppy. I was excited about the idea of having a dog because I knew Dorrian would love to have one. In my opinion, having a pet as a child teaches long term responsibility and the ability to care for animals. I grew up with many many pets. Dogs, cats, mice, gerbils, fish and anything else that can fit in a bowl or sit on command. I even had a pet fly once. It was a dead fly, but I was a kid I thought maybe it was just in a deep slumber.

Anyways, back to the point of this post. I am a stay a home mother, meaning I stay home with my son. That way I do not have to put him in day care, which was a decision my husband and I made together. I decided this because I want to be the one who raises my son. Plus, I do not trust people these days. But with this decision, my son does not get the exposure with other children. Which can be a good thing and also can be a bad thing. It is important for children growing up to learn that social skill. Which is why I will probably be watching a kid or two around his age soon.

But before I commit to doing that, we adopted Liz. Dorrian and her play together all day. Although she is a puppy and does not understand how to tame herself from jumping and biting when getting excited, which makes Dorrian upset. But I just love sitting and watching the two play together and Dorrian just busting out laughing from her being silly. Dorrian can be so mean to her though. How? You might ask. He sits on her, pulls her tail, steal her food and does not allow her to play with her own toys. It's rather cute watching it happen, because he does not think anything of it. He disguises his innocence with this intimidating smile that only I can be in love with. All I wanted was my son to have someone other than me to keep him entertained. Which is works, he keeps himself quite entertained all day with Liz but sometimes not in a good way. Like now as I am typing this he is stepping on her while she is trying to take a snooze.

So Dorrian whenever you grow up reading this, which you will. I want you to know that you were a bully, which I say that in past tense because it is something you will grow out of. No more crying to mama when Liz nibbles on your finger because you just pushed her. I am a tough love kind of mama. You will learn by your mistakes not by my telling you so. When you get much older and you get out into this big cold world alone without my guidance you will think back to when you were mean to Liz and realize that being to those around you will get you no where. Only will get you the drama and hurt feelings that follow.

I love you kid, but man you are one mean little boy.

Our new pup, Liz. I got in a little over my head whenever I saw her at the animal shelter. I never had a puppy of my own that was fully my responsibility. She acts as though she is a newborn. Waking up literally every two hours at night needing out and potty training her is exhausting. It reminds me of the days when Dorrian was a newborn. Having a pet dog is not what I remembered.

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Toodles.