Spent entire day with kittens purring on my lap. It is heaven with these two (though my professional life is somewhat suffering and my legs are all scratched up from kittens trying to climb them). Landon and I are proving to be the perfect hypochondriac parents, we count their sneezes, bowel movements, number of times they eat each day, are they playing enough (they are), are they sleeping enough (they are), is Bobo's belly swollen or did she just eat too much (she's just growing, like cats and children often do), pretty much anything you can possibly worry about we do (and then we talk about it non-stop to our very patient, very obliging friends who no doubt are suppressing eye rolls at our "new parent" routine). Honestly, I don't know how you parents of human children do it! I think I will have a heart attack from worry once I have walking, talking and texting (ewww) human child. I think of all the times I absent mindedly forgot to call my parents when staying out late and cringe to think of my young ones doing the same. Sometimes I worry when Pippin is under the bed napping for too long! O_o
Anyways, it's just about time for the kittens to wake up and jump around the bed and I promised myself I'd be asleep before that happened tonight to avoid the temptation of playing with them until three in the morning. Ru-roh, I see I am too late! Pippin just poked his head up and yawned at me! Dun-dun-dunnn.
(ps. you can't really see it but I'm wearing two of my favourite pieces of negligee from lovely lady Kristine of The Exhausted Etiquette!)
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