I am loved!

So, we have a dog named Petey. I'm not by nature a huge pet lover, but we got Petey from a rescue organization when we lived in Atlanta and he's a great dog. Now that Ian flings food all over the place, it's so great that Petey will eat everything on the floor, especially since I'm not the world's greatest housekeeper. Petey loves me more than anything in the world. It's kind of crazy to think that you're the center of the universe for another creature. When I come home from work after being gone only a couple of hours, Petey hears the garage door opening and runs to the door and whines until I come in. He then jumps all over me when I open the door and acts like he hasn't seen me in weeks. What a great way to be greeted! Well in the past week or so, Ian has caught on. When he sees what Petey is doing, he knows that mommy is coming home. Now when I walk in Petey is yelping and jumping and Ian is sitting right inside the door waiting for me saying "ahhhh!" What more could a mom ask for? (For those of you saying, well Troy could do the same thing, he's one step ahead of you. When I came home from Bible study last night, he was sitting inside the door saying "ahhhhhh!").