My kids are too cute, when you have a great camera that is. I’ve never realized just how bad my photos of the boys really are, how much you can not really see all of their characteristics and personality in my pictures. But compared to great pictures, wow there is a huge difference.
Christine came by yesterday afternoon and brough her bunch. I expect to be invaded more often as her little cat lover has spied my herd of cats. If she thinks it is great over here she should visit Dearest’s mother. Her cat collection borders on “crazy cat lady” status.
E hasn’t stopped talking about how the love of his life came over to play at his house. Now he’s making all kinds of plans to have her back over to play baseball, dig in the garden, and rock out on his guitar. It may be bordering on obsession as he fell alseep last night mumbling to himself about having a party every day and inviting everyone over. We’ve often joked that with his personality he should have been the youngest of 12. Maybe that was a past life.
Even my grumble cakes enjoyed having company over. but then any chance to play with big kids is a celebration for Mr. No Nap. OK, so he did nap. A whole 2 hours. Wow, I’m so impressed. At least he slept last night, mommy can’t handle being up all night because someone thinks sleep is for other people’s children.







