The Toothless Wonder Strikes Again!

I love that Aidan has lost his two front teeth on top! It is so absolutely adorable! I was so excited for them to come out that I actually bribed him. I know. As a parent I should not resort to bribing my children, but I couldn't help it. It is so cute for him to be toothless! I told him this summer as those top teeth started to loosen that I would give him a dollar in addition to the dollar the tooth fairy left him, if he would only get those teeth out before school started. He did get one out before school. I know you are thinking that is pure manipulation. I will have you know that it WAS really loose before it came out, thank you very much. Now, top tooth #2 is out, as well. I am sad that the his grown up teeth are already coming in, but, never fear, school pictures are next week. He will be forever memorialized in pure, unadulterated childhood innocence, as represented by toothlessness. I love it!

Here is the first tooth gone:

Here is top tooth #2 gone. Look at my little goober! He is so proud.:)

It Didn't Get Here

The "it" I am referring to this time is the kitty acquisition. Those poor kitties were just not healthy. They didn't stay. Sorry, kitties. They took a short trip to the Humane Society. Let this be a lesson to all you animal owners out there. It is being kind to spay or neuter your loving little pets. Then I don't have to explain to my 4-year-old, 6-year-old, and 31-year-old that NO the kitty is not coming back home with us. Seriously. It's just not fun.

A Day I Thought Would NEVER Come

And by never, I mean absolutely, never in a million years did I think MY husband would ask me if we could have a cat. This is the man who used to sick his dog on the cat every chance he got when he was growing up. But he has a soft heart. This morning, while washing his hands in the bathroom he heard a hiss, meow, woof! He then proceeded to the back door to call for Gomer. Gomer didn't come--which is very unlike him. Brad headed out to find out what Gomer was up to. There was one seriously peeved kitten hiding in a corner in our back yard. Not only that one, but there was another sitting on a log 5 feet away. I was then woken up from my sweet slumber (where I was dreaming that I was driving KIT from Knight Rider--it was very cool, by the way). Needless to say, the kitten was still peeved when I got out there. I blocked him one way while Brad grabbed him with gloves. We put him in a kennel and went back for the other one. Now I have 2 kittens in my dining room. This is where I get to the unexpected part. My husband (yes, Brad!) asked if we could keep them! Not in so many words, but I believe the exact phrasing was something like, "What do we tell the kids when they ask?" Ask what? I couldn't believe it. We'll see how it goes. One of the kitties does not look very healthy. If this/these cat(s) stay, there are rules. I will not do a litter box. They must be neutered. Hopefully, Gomer won't eat them. We'll see...