Death and Doom and Kittens
Last week the world breathed a sigh of relief when an extended Mayan calendar was found, this time with no hint of our demise in just a few short months. But the same day I read that, someone on Facebook posted a story saying a Mayan skull had fallen down in a laboratory, meaning we were all going to die again. As long as my book comes out before the Apocalypse, I'm good.
School's almost out, although Liam has a social group two mornings a week in June, and Julia has summer reading classes four days a week. So, I still have to get them up and ready just the same as always. Bummer. I was kind of looking forward to taking it easy for awhile. Darn education!!! Just kidding, I'm glad they are getting this educational advantage. We can still go to the pool and library and park in the afternoon.
Grape's babies are now four weeks old. They look like real kittens; all fluffy and meowing. Coco has already tried to get out of the box, so I taped in a cardboard panel. But as she grows the panel, for her, keeps getting lower, haha. This weekend I sat and watched as Grape guarded the box by laying in front of it. Anytime Coco tried to get out, Grape would bat her in the head and knock her back into the box. Oh! So rough! And we talk about spanking. Grape is one tough Mama. Poor Coco though, she doesn't get it. She's determined to get out and find out what this life stuff is all about.
Hopefully she has past December 21 to learn.