Eamonn had a Target gift card and chose to spend some of it on a set of alphabet blocks. It doesn’t matter how many elaborate newfangled toys end up in our family room, it seems the most popular are always the classic toys. They are particularly fond of anything with letters on it, as letters lend themselves to spelling silly words. And silly words lead to giggles. Lots of giggles. This set of blocks is very cool because there is more than one of each letter, so they can actually spell their own names without having to employ creative spellings, or turning V’s into A’s and Z’s into N’s.
At my suggestion, Eamonn also bought a clear tub to put the blocks in. And yet, well, let’s just say maybe I should start a pool here on how many days it will be before the first block finds its painful way under my foot while I’m holding a heavy laundry basket on my way to the washing machine… I’m going to have to come up with a good way to entice him to keep the blocks put away. And if I’m successful with that, maybe I can branch into keeping the computer games in their cases and his socks off of the floor. A mother can dream, right?
Look what was in our yard late this afternoon. What a ruckus this little one was making! I don’t think I’ve heard a full-size cat meow so loud, let alone a kitten. He wasn’t the least bit afraid of letting me get close, either. Yesterday there was a different kitten in the yard – all black – but he was super skittish. I’m guessing they’re related. Too bad Neil and Eamonn have bad physical reactions to cats, or I’d have put a bowl of something out for the fuzzy little guy. The boys would both love to have a pet, and cats are at the top of their list.
Anybody ever have bunnies? I keep thinking a rabbit might be a nice pet, but I wonder what the “upkeep” is like. At this point I don’t want a high-maintenance animal, but I could handle a pet that has similar requirements to cats. Dog-level requirements would be too much for me. If you’ve placed an order with me in the last few weeks, you’d agree that adding one more big distraction to my plate would be a bad idea!