Some Things Are Super Cute Only At Home

For a few weeks now, Mae has woken us by climbing into our bed and saying, "Aaarp, I burp, excuse me!" In response, we smile or giggle.

Last night we went to Cody's for dinner. They have four booths in the front of the restaurant that are reserved for parties of four during diner hour. We used to joke that was one more reason to have a second child. When we placed our order, Mae not only performed her burping act for our server, she did it loudly to be sure her joke was heard over the dinner rush. After her second performance I explained some funny things are for home only, not in public. She was so pleased with herself I really hated to burst her bubble.

Early Morning Interaction

Sam: "Hey Mama! I've got Jennie (our cat) covered with pillows and she can't get out." He then runs off into the bathroom.

Me: Aloud as I threw back my blankets, "Oh, this can't be good." Poor cat was squished on a shelf on top of our hand towels. Sam had surrounded her with large bath towels so she was trapped.

Me: "Sam, why is there water all over the floor?"

Sam: "I was giving Jennie's head a bath."

I'm surprised that cat hasn't run away by now.

Boxing Helena?

If you've seen the movie you'll get the reference. Dave and I have made up a little game. We hide body parts in places for the other to discover. I found the severed head of a turtle in my Advil. Dave's discovered miniature amputated limbs in his peanut butter. I'm surprised this kind of thing doesn't happen more often with three big dogs and all the toys we have laying around.

This Morning

Moments like this make the days I want to tear my hair out worth it.

Simple Moments To Cherish

During the day Mae is a cuddle bug, at night she prefers independence. Dave and I had a late start on bedtime so we decided to divide and conquer. I can't remember the last time I'd rocked her to sleep. Tonight after getting into her pajamas she snuggled into the crook of my neck. We rocked in the chair under our magic shawl. After a while I felt a puddle of drool on my shoulder. It warms my heart when our children show me they feel comfortable, safe and loved.

Show Of Hands?

I read a blurb in Entertainment News titled, "Russell Crowe too fat for love scenes." Hmm. I'd bet there are many women who would love to investigate that statement..ehem..personally.

Nosey Neighbor

Meike is always spying on the neighbors

Must be hard work

Jack

I decided to dedicate a post to Jack because the poor guy's world got turned upside down when we brought Meike home. We lovingly refer to Jack as Junkyard Dog because he's got the best snarl and has the strength of a survivor. Jack is my guardian. His eyes follow me wherever I go and when I leave a room I know he is close behind. Junkyard Dog had asserted himself as top dog, but now that Meike has entered our world he is being challenged. She's younger, has similar survival strength, and she's tough. After Meike's first month with us, they continue negotiating their relationship. Meike is straight forward and Jack is calculating. It's difficult to watch because I love them both, but I know they need to work out this conflict on their own. The best I can do is to protect everyone from casualties.

Long Time No See

I just tumbled into the world of Facebook. Last Friday, I received a call from someone I hadn't connected with in close to 20 years. I created an account so I could view his photos, then started searching names. Yesterday I connected with my friend April. My most recent memory of April was visiting her in the hospital after she delivered a son. Her son is now 22. We used to cruise Hampton Beach in April's powder blue volkswagen bug listening to Quite Riot, Twisted Sister and John Waite's "Missing You."

I described the Facebook experience as tumbling into a world because it can be addictive! During the day I'd think of someone from my past and scurry off to sign in and check if they are on Facebook. I suppose it's better than being addicted to internet porn.