I had some errands to run today, one of which was getting the dog's nails trimmed. Yes, I realize this is a task I could do myself, but she hates it and I'm terrified of hurting her. And, the pet store does a grinder thingy instead of just clipping them so her nails don't end up so sharp.
Alex had the seats arranged so Aiden would sit with him in the third row seating in the truck, and for the first five minutes of the drive, I could hear him telling her he loved her every minute or so. And then he said, "Mom? Wouldn't it be cool if we could find some water that Aiden could take a bath in that would keep her young forever? Then I could see how fast she used to be and we could just keep her and not ever get a different dog." Yes buddy, that would be cool.