This post is mainly for my husband, who has been away from home for some time and whom we miss like crazy.
This is what has been keeping me up at night. It’s exactly like getting up around the clock for feedings with a newborn baby. With the added bonus of allergies. And the haze that only comes from being jacked up on Benedryl.
Here are some freshly bathed girls and freshly fed kittens.
Yes, we wear Santa pajamas in April. What about it?
Wanna know another skill the tractor driving boy possesses?
He rocks the bedtime stories!
And lest you think things are always sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows here in Smockityville, we have also visited the emergency room (everything is fine!), had a (non-emergency) bloody nose, and been eye-witnesses to the tragic death of another dear pet, a baby goat.