Some news

After dealing with Eliza's antics yesterday (including, but not limited to scattering birdseed in the carpet, glue on her bed, face paint on Lily and the sheepskin rug, half our Sam's Club carton of gold fish in a bowl of water, and a quick pit stop on her bedroom floor), I guess I should be feeling pretty happy that the results of our ultrasound were....

XY!

It's a boy!

Just think how many years it will be before he can climb up bathroom shelves to reach my Halloween face paint stash!!! 

The old stuffed animal who lived in a trash can

There once was a woman who lived in a shoe. 
She had so many children, she didn't know what to do.
She fed them all broth without any bread
and spanked them all soundly and sent them to bed.

And that woman was WAY nicer than me today.  Because at least she didn't throw anyone's stuffed animals in the trash can. 

P.S. I chickened out and pulled out that ridiculous dog minutes before the trash collector arrived.  That doesn't mean I gave it back to her...I'm a long way from that.

I'm a monkey's uncle

What do Tigris, Meower Power, Cheeto and Pippi have in common?

They’re all in the running for the name of our new kitten.

I know.  I’m a monkey’s uncle.

I would explain all about my longtime professed dislike of cats, and Mark's last email address (MyHeroScranz[dead cat's name]@yahoo.com), and Sage and Eliza's paranoia around animals, and that naughty billboard run by the Humane Society (with 12 foot tall pictures of lonely, orphaned animals), but our little orange furball is trying to climb up the back screen door (with the intent of unhooking the screen at the top and coming inside).  

Excuse me.

Worst picture ever of the naughty kitty in action

P.S. Don't you think Pippi is the best name for a rambunctious cat who LOVES to walk in between people's legs and climb up screen doors and win over three formerly animal-paranoid children?  I've been totally outvoted.

Darn screen saver

Maybe it's a bad idea to have our computer screen saver set to roam through old pictures on our computer.

Eliza, 10/2009

Lily (with Eliza's encouragement), 6/2011

Good self-esteem summer

Yesterday Sage asked if she could play with a friend.  After I thought for a minute I said yes, and this was her earnest response:

"You are the best mom in the whole world.

You have made so many plans.

You are thoughtful and kind.

You think fast.

And you are loving."

I think this is going to be a good summer for my self-esteem.  

After all, I have been honing my fast-thinking skills lately.  And it's nice for someone to notice all those plans I've been working on, and not the last six weeks that I've spent lounging around eating saltines and drinking gringer ale.