I’m dreading…

I’m dreading when my boys grow up and start becoming daredevils. I was on our porch a bit ago watching the neighborhood boys playing and my heart was in my throat most of the time. They have a Little Tyke car and are riding it down this big hill. Sometimes one is also sitting on the top of it as it is careening down the hill. Occasionally, they head right towards the grill in the courtyard and bail out right at the last moment. They think it is so much fun – laughing all the way. I will be a bag of nerves when my boys realize that they can do crazy things like that…


Scooter

Seamus is working on his crawling as documented below.
UP…

UP…
KICK!!!…

It is too funny watching him kick and squirm to try and get moving. He’ll have me hoppin’ here soon enough. No more ploppin’ him down and getting things done…

Everyone (but me) has the sniffles. It’s sort of like a symphony: *sniff* *sniff* *sniff* *sniff* *sniff* *snort* *snort* *sniff* *sniff* —- I’ve been wiping a lot of noses. But they feel good enough to run and play, so all is good.


hangin’ low

We are supposed to get a doozy of a storm this afternoon. It sure is windy, but I don’t know what we’ll get.

Abbie was having a tea party outside with one of the neighbor girls and when she came inside we had to have a talk (over a cup of hot chocolate) about when someone says “if you don’t _______, I won’t be your friend.” She is such a sweet girl and such a little free-spirit and this neighbor girl was wanting to tell her what to do. Abbie had other ideas, so this girl made the aforementioned comment. I’m glad Abbie didn’t give into that. She let it all roll off her back — meanwhile I was having to bite my lip to keep from saying something…

Mandy, our sick kitty isn’t doing so well. I’ve been having to feed and water her with a medicine dropper. She is too weak to do any of the things she normally does. The vet says she is having kidney and liver problems. (Her ears are yellow — a sign of jaundice).