8 months ago my mom had a baby.
My parents weren’t planning on having another one.
The Christmas before he was born mom was craving something new.
In desperation she told my dad, “Dog or baby”.
He scrambled for the classifieds.
Soon we bought a dog from a rescue shelter.
But God has a sense of humor.
He smiled down on us and said “Both”
The same weekend that we brought the dog home my mom found out she was pregnant.
Nine months later my three sisters, brother and I met our new baby brother for the first time.
How small and adorable he was.
We couldn’t keep our eyes or hands off of him.
Now little brother is almost 8 months old.
He find himself in a family who would do almost anything to make him smile
Besides who could resist dancing crazily if it would make this little one smile