For the Love of a Dog...

In the history of little girls and their dogs, there has never been a better pairing than Lillian and her Sophie. Sophie was just a puppy when Lilly came home from the hospital -- and that little dog has always been there for her, every single day...

When she's happy -- and when she's sad. I believe having Sophie changed the person Lilly will grow up to be. 

Last week, the kids were bickering one morning, and I scolded them. Like good Grandmas everywhere, I tried to make it a lesson.

Me: You two need to always be kind to each other. Warren -- when you grow up -- Lilly is going to be your best friend. And Lilly -- when you grow up -- Warren is going to be your best friend.

Lilly: No, he won't.   Sophie is.

Me: Sure, right now, hon. But someday, you'll be grown up -- Sophie will be gone, and I’ll be gone -- but you’ll still have Warren.

Lilly melted down. She ran to hide on the stairs, just sobbing. Instantly hysterical and inconsolable. Who could blame her? She just lost her best friend and her Grandma...

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???

There was a lesson on that day -- but it was for ME -- not them...