Despite the fact that we have (way) less money for Christmas than we've had in the past three years or more, we are all still feeling pretty good about the holidays. Wee-Man is especially excited, of course, because he's six... and Christmas Day is also his birthday.
I told Wee-Man he could come with me to the mall to buy Ryan a
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Last night, roommate's son, Dyl told me not to pet Binks or Sour (his cats, who are still quite young and haven't been fixed yet--we're waiting til the new year).
"Why?" I asked him.
"Because they are meowing like that, and when they do that, they are saying that they want to make babies, and if you touch them, they put their butts in your face because they want you to make babies and if you don't make babies, then, um, they might scratch you. Want to watch wrestling with me?"
I tried so hard to keep a straight face.
I giggled all night as the kitties meowed and put their butts up in the air.
They want to make babies with me.
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My stepson just turned eight, so he's also at the age where he can help plan the presents. It's been a ton of fun having him around the house for the holidays.
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