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I am learning quickly to let it all go. I get how parents let their kids throw their Cheerios throughout the car just because it means they'll be quiet. See? I used to think I couldn't handle Cheerios thrown around the car. Cheerios are probably the most harmless thing that a puppy and/or baby can bring into your car.
I am slowly fine with the dog hair, the slobber and bowl fulls of water Violet seems to leave behind where ever she goes. I've watched her shred unwanted magazines to bits just because it meant she was content and quiet for 5 minutes.
I have my feelings of fear looming as we get ready to move into our house where the carpet seems ridiculously white. I can see doggie claw marks all down our lovely cherry wood cabinetry. I imagine our all dirt backyard being transformed into a mud pit in which Violet brings into the house through her doggie door. All this is about Violet, we haven't even touched on what a new baby will bring throughout her years.
I am in no way cured enough to let it all go, but I have already noticed myself changing. Just as long as I don't change too much, I still don't want my home to resemble a daycare center right when you walk in the door.
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