I Jimmy rigged a seat for Keane in our laundry basket. He likes to sit up more. The things you'll do to get stuff done.
We have a new little member of the house. She is a little disoriented right now. We try to lock her in her room (basement) every once in awhile, so that she has a domain (i.e. place to run to). As you can see from the picture below, she found her own spot.
I bet you can see the dust, too. Woops. I searched for her for an hour or so yesterday, planning how I was going to tell Ionela that her cat disappeared the first day she was with us. It was only later I found her hiding spot. She came down after I was calling and calling "Sugar!", like, "What's your problem?" Aren't cats great?
Tonight will be the first time John and I will leave our precious baby boy. We've actually asked two girls to watch him and one is a professional. That's how paranoid we are. I just think of the autobahn and cringe. I almost cried last night thinking of what might happen if we died. God gave me an amazing ability (tongue and cheek) to actually feel the way I would feel if I were in the situation. Yeah, not fun.
Side story. I remember, when I was a little girl, imagining that the wicked witch of the west was on the other side of my shut bedroom door. For a moment I was Dorothy. It took my dad a few tries to convince me that he wasn't the wicked witch. I remember being in hysterics. So much for a keen imagination.
I just hope a Christian family (who has kids already) takes him so that both his family and my family can visit him when they want to (so, obviously not related). Plus being raised in a Christian home is important to both John and I. So there, if something does happen, you guys (in this blog world) know our wishes. I think we should at least know the couple, too. You might think I'm kidding, but I'm not. I'm being very transparent, if you will.
Toes for a snack.