Well, Alfie has officially joined our family...and it feels like he's been a part of it all along. This has been the easiest transition we have had when adding a new kitten to the brood...something we have done several times. He is such a sweet little kitty. He's not scared or shy, purrs all the time, just wants to be around us, is playful, and, most importantly....he loves Jackson and is willing to be toted around EVERYWHERE!
He and Gus are very curious about each other Annibelle, on the other hand, is not being shy about letting him know that she is the boss around here...and that she doesn't like him (yet) And this little guy LOVES him to pieces :)Jackson said to me the other night "Do you know what my favorite part about Alfie is, Mommy?" "Picking him up." Here is a video of him playing with his favorite toy. I could watch him do this all day :) We love you Alfie!
In the will of God, there is no higher, holier calling, and no greater joy, than to be a wife and mother. "To love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God."
Titus 2:4-5
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Always and Forever
Abby May
Jackson says the darndest things...
J: Mommy?
M: Yes baby.
J: The baby's heart looked kind of like a uvula.
M: You think so?
J: Yeah, like a tiny little uvula wiggling around.
Random nurse on the elevator: Well, I guess it's pretty obvious that he's going into medicine like his Daddy.
J: Who is 69 years old?
M: I can't think of anyone we know who is 69 (thinking to myself...what an odd question)
D: Grandpa is 60, and Chief is 62.
J: 62? Wow. That is a lot of months.
D: Do you know what "requested" means?
J: No
D: It means "asked".
J: Oh. It means "asked", in Spanish.
M: Luke used to be a little tiny baby, but he's getting so big now.
J: He's not big, Mommy. He's just medium.
J: Mommy, I think God is a gir-lul.
M: Really?
J: No. Actually, he's a boy.
(At bedtime)
J: Mommy, you ta-got (forgot) to ask me what I want to be when I grow up.
M: Terribly sorry. What do you want to be when you grow up?
J: Well, I could be a doctor, or a police man, or a painter, or a train conductor, or a cut grasser...I think I'll be a cut grasser.
M: What does a cut grasser do?
J: Cut the grass.
J: What are you doing, Mommy?
M: Paying bills.
J: What are bills?
M: We have to pay for all the things that we have...like our house, the lights, our car, things like that.
J: Oh. Make sure you pay the train bill.
(After being in time out for throwing toys)
J: Mommy, I'm sorry you took my toys away. (pointing and wagging his finger at me) But me and you, we just do things different.
M: Excuse me? Where did you hear that?
J: That's what they say on Word World.
M: Well, this is Mommy's World.
(Brad to Jackson on the swings)
D: Jackson, you're flying!
J: No, I'm falling...with style!
J: Mommy, is your big girl underwear dry?
M: Yes.
J: Let me check.
M: Um, that's ok.
J: Mommy, are those your boobies?
M: Yes.
J: Let me see them.
M: No.
J: Yes, Mommy. Just get them out.
M: I'm not that kind of Mommy. And you have a lot to learn in the romance department.
M: This summer when we go to Marine Land, you'll get to feed the dolphins.
J: Wow, that's cool.
M: What do you think dolphins eat?
J: Probably bird seed.
2 comments:
He's so cute!!!! Can't wait to play with him this weekend. btw......someone needs a pedicure
too cute! we will have to come and meet him soon.
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