Kids, Cats, and Music

My good­ness, y’all are all talky today! I leave for less than two hours and come home to find three pages of new entries. I get through those—and there’s anoth­er 25 new in the time it took to read them. I guess most of you are all excit­ed about D*C. The only thing I regret about not going is miss­ing meet­ing those of you who will be there.

Katie is going through all the CDs we own, play­ing snatch­es of any­thing she does­n’t rec­og­nize. Music here is very, um, eclec­tic today. But most­ly alpha­bet­i­cal, so we went from En Vogue to Tam­my Fowler to Michael Franks to Peter Gabriel and so on.

R is home sick. I think it’s just a cold, but when he got home from school yes­ter­day he was drag­ging as if he had 50 lb. weights on each arm. Poor boy. He’s in bed after being plied with Gyp­sy Cold Care tea and vit­a­mins and such.

I was awak­ened by the kit­tens this morn­ing. When Shel­ley comes to get in the bed, it’s to snug­gle. She does­n’t usu­al­ly both­er get­ting on the bed if she’s just going to do the “feed me!” yowl­ing. To the kit­tens, though, a bed is sim­ply yet anoth­er piece of the jun­gle gym that is life. While they will even­tu­al­ly fall down and get all sleepy and cud­dly, it obvi­ous­ly was­n’t going to hap­pen soon. And I find myself unable to sleep while I’m part of a mock bat­tle­ground of run­ning, pounc­ing, explor­ing under the cov­ers, and sharp lit­tle claws and teeth check­ing out Mom­my’s ears and fingers.

Mica is meep­ing again. That usu­al­ly means he can’t find Moonstone.

Cyn is a proud Mommy & Mémé, professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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