There are two different nighttime rituals in our house.
The first plays like this....
Asher is painting and I am tired so the kitties and I snuggle in to bed. Biggie humps the bed for a minute until I yell at him, then he snuggles under my arm at the edge of the bed. Mox (aka Little) snoozes on my belly and then snuggles in at the foot of the bed. She is jumpy and will wake up and jump off the bed at the slightest sound so she likes to be there perched on the end, closest to the door. Big will stay asleep and look at you with sleepy eyes like "Why are you waking me up?" no matter what the time. At some point Asher will come to bed but we won't really ever know it since he is up again before light. Sleep chases that guy. When I wake up, the kitties are always in their spots and I don't know if they move during the night.
The second, much more lovey-dovey night goes like this...
Asher starts falling asleep on the couch and I nudge him to go to bed. Big snuggles in under my arm. We lay there and chat, kiss each other bunches and get cozy. Then we hear Little..."mwow, mwow, mwow" from far away. She doesn't quite meow, she makes this exciting noise as she plays with her toys. We call her to us. "Mox! Little! Yo!" And we hear the noise get closer, her toy fling down the hallway. We see her by the doorway and invite her up. She rests on my belly and finally at the foot of my bed. And we are all so happy that I usually end up giggling a little and then I am asleep. And in the morning, we are usually all in our same spots, Little and her family.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The other day I got to peek in my neighbor's house. She was showing me her paint colors and then it turned into a whole house tour where I snooped around and asked about all the cute little vintage items she has scattered around the house.
In her bedroom, she has several vintage pictures of little children blowing bubbles in their original frames. I thought it was the sweetest collection I had ever seen and was surprised at such a unique theme. Now, when I look across our yard to her windows, I always think of that little collection.