Oz-Dog is officially nine years-old!
I doubt it's any coincidence that his birthday fell on
the same day that we experienced our first tropical storm...
He pretty much is a tropical storm around our house virtually every day!
-- not to mention on the entire lizard population of Florida.
For those that don't know, Oz has been around since Allen and I were dating...
He's been around through our engagement, wedding, moving from Indy to Evansville to Florida...
and now- our second pregnancy! Almost an entire decade of our lives.
To celebrate, we had Daddy stop by Woof Gang Bakery on his way home,
(which is conveniently located right next to our Publix)
and pick up a birthday cake fit for our JRT's taste buds...
B was so excited to sing "Happy Birthday" to him,
she ended up throwing a little fit when we told her we had to wait until after dinner...
She is definitely a birthday chorus singing gal!
Oz loved his cake, of course... It was peanut butter and oats.
And Brynnie made sure to serve him up his fair share! :)
She is always such a helper, and they are growing closer by the day!
Happy Birthday, little buddy!
Even though you drive this hormonal and toddler-raising momma a little over the edge most days,
I don't know what I would do without our naptime snuggles and without my little teddy bear.
You are, and always will be, a great part of our little family...