Well, it's been a very busy few months. The little one is into everything, and our favorite words are teetering between "no" and "mine" - of course there are others, but those are definitely the top two! We stomp our feet, we like to dance to Dora (and anything else), we still love Elmo, and we're enjoying the summer.
But our latest and greatest by far is our love for the Kitty Cat. After a long hiatus (7 months to be precise), Mr. Cat has been returned to his formal home. He went out and has finally been found (about 9 miles away and across major highways). He's a little banged up, but we think he's going to be just fine. We have him on a variety of medications -might I recommend swaddling a cat just like a child when you have to give medication, particularly a pill - and all in all, he's getting there. I think in a few weeks he'll be back in the swing of things. He's been very tolerant of the little one, who has been petting him non-stop. But she's also been bringing him every toy mouse in the house, wherever he may be sitting or sleeping.
It's pretty amazing to see him after all this time, and I'm so happy about it. Life is good, and miracles certainly do happen.
You just have to open your eyes.
And believe.