Our Little Cat

Floor time with Daddy - can't get enough kisses!

Don't have time to stop for pictures!

Our little cat likes to close the bedroom door and say, "Raheeeew. Raheeeew," in the sqeakiest little cat voice possible. Then she opens the door and says, "Cat!" and points to a hidden little cat just out of our view.

She also sings, "Rock-a-bye, Baby," to little shells of pasta and gives them kisses.

And tonight during Smallville, she made a game of saying,"Bye," and shutting the bedroom door, only to open it and come over to us on the couch for a welcome-back hug and kiss. She did it about 3,297 times, but if I had the choice, I'd let her do it all over again. Those unsolicited hugs and kisses are priceless!

Tonight we read the Mo Willems book, "Are You Ready to Play Outside," and I retold my version of the Three Little Pigs. She cracked up through both senarios. I think this means she's crossed line into understanding jokes now. She could tell by my voice and expressions what was happening throughout the Three Little Pigs, and she could tell from the cartoons in the book that it was meant to be funny. And she showed that she thought it was funny so much, we read it twice. After reading, she fell asleep quickly in her bed without fighting.

And she had her first set of pigtails last night. And I'm remided of what a gracious God we have. He would be gracious to give us anything at all, and here we have this abundant life, full of mystery and laughter and growing pains and purpose. Not that we've done anything to deserve it. All because of what He's done for us.