It's a quiet Sunday morning in Houston. The weather is cold again--46 degrees. Marcia is walking the dog at Memorial. Riah the cat has been sick. She's 20 years old, and I'm not sure how many lives she has left. The humans in our family are all recovering from sinus infections, coughs, and colds. Pearl is doing a puzzle without the frame. Carrie is playing with a toy dog. She has a toy crate for her pet and even lets this dog (often called Alex) play with her blankie. I've got the dishwasher, the clothes washer, and the dryer going, creating a hum. The children sing repetitive phrases to themselves as they work. Carrie's words: "I'll get small before I'm big. " I'm worrying about the cat, my first pet.
Leaving the frame for last! I can see P likes a challenge. Love it when kids think out of the box.
Posted by: domi | 27 January 2009 at 07:47 AM
Hope Riah gets better soon. Not fun to watch beloved critters age...
Posted by: stidmama | 29 January 2009 at 11:29 AM