My kid is picky. I mean like SUPER picky. Especially when it comes to who she chooses to date. Is there another word that's even pickier than picky? Yeah, well that's her.
So when she started dating Matt I figured he must be pretty darned special. And over the last three months, he's made my girl smile... alot. But goodness gracious, he took the smiles to a whole new level today when they exchanged their Christmas presents.
There were blood, sweat and tears poured in the choosing of presents... concert tickets, assorted apparel, favorite treats, and a few randoms, but then Matt told her that he had one last present waiting in the car.
He ran outside, and came back with this...
... the cutest little tuxedo (black/white) kitten...
...Complete with a big red bow...
(And yes, he'd called us for permission.)
(I guess this is what happens when your kid dates a dude who's mom is a vet, eh? Oh my Lordy, we're gonna have fifty two thousand animals! )
All I know is that when she smiles, and I see those dimples, my heart sings. What a sweet memory for her... I guess picky pays off.
Meowy Christmas!
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