Another day at our zoo...10/18/08

It is a funny thing:  From the very beginning of becoming a mother, right when you know you are pregnant, you begin to try to be healthier, sleep well, possibly sing lullabies, or pat your stomach to a special rhythm--all so you can have a healthy baby.  You choose the best food for this baby and make sure he (or she) goes to his (or her) well-checks.  You love the child more than you knew your heart could hold (or become amazed at how you can love each of your children with all your heart...perhaps you grow another heart).  You pour all this love and energy into the healthy well-being of your child.  Your hope is that he or she grows up into a loving, happy person.

And then your nine-year-old son stomps past your six-month-old son, (who is busy playing with his toes in his swing) saying, "Whoever took my paper is going to die-die-die!"  And your six-month-old looks up with a gleeful smile and his eyes a-twinkling and says, "Die, die, die."  Ugh.  The nine-year-old is now banished from saying negative things around his baby brother who is a sponge-sponge-sponge.

This was in the afternoon.  In the morning however, Piper (our family pet/cat/mascot) had left me a gift in the hallway.  A gift I narrowly escaped missing when I stumbled up the hallway in my full-morning-mental-fog (pre-coffee).  It seems that Piper, who usually slides in the house right before the nightly lock-up decided to stay out all night.  I'm not sure what housecats do at night when they get a chance to stay out, but it would seem as if Piper had a good time.  Yes, good 'ol Piper must have tied one on.  It would also seem that he had a bit of the munchies when he slid in the door as Phil left for work because he ate his kitty food.  And then he ralphed (as I guess all hungover cats are prone to doing) in the hallway.  It surely was kitty food, as some of it was still...hmmm....err...well-formed.  He's been sleeping it off all day and is curled up in the left-corner of the couch (Hmmm....what's that?  That's Mom's favorite place on the couch?  Oh well.  Piper sleepy) as I type now.