My guys

Owen and Chad went to a Rangers game last week and here they are just before they left.


Luke has stopped napping, hence he is very tired and sometimes doesn't make it up the stairs when it's time for bed.

ER visit number 367889

Okay maybe we haven't been 367889 times but it is darn close. Owen's beautiful little face took yet another hit today from his beloved brother Luke. We were making cookies when Luke hit Owen's nose with what else but a garlic press. On our way out the door Luke began to happily say sorry to Owen. I want to find some way to record it because it's the cutest thing you've ever heard. It's a high pitched noise that sounds so happy "SORRY!!" And in classic Owen fashion he immediately forgave him and said that it was okay. Man. Hopefully this little girl I'm about to have comes out with her fists drawn or I don't know how she'll make it around here.

Are we there yet...

Six weeks and counting

Ding dong the witch is dead

Technically she just has a new owner, but to me she is dead. This may sound harsh but as you can see by the picture below she is not totally innocent herself. Peggy, we will not miss you. You were a terrible cat who meowed all the time, bit the children and I. So off you go to a new sucker who will figure out probably by tonight that you are a lemon of a cat.

Monday Owen was petting Peggy when she bit his cheek. This was the fourth time she's done this so, off she went. Usually when kids are involved I give the animal the benefit of doubt. But I've personally witnessed Peggy bit and scratch unprovoked many a time. Owen was always very gentle with her and now he will have another scar on his beautiful little face. Stupid cat.