Saturday, January 17, 2009

The Cat's In The Cradle

Subtitle: I never paid attention to the lyrics of that song and Tim told me what they were today and now I'm depressed.

Avery moved her doll's cradle into our office (who knows why? she moves everything from where it is SUPPOSED to be to where she thinks it SHOULD be, causing her slightly OCD mother to learn how to not be quite so OCD....) (...it's a work in progress...)

Since it has been freezing cold outside (and not as warm inside) over the past few days, our cat, Brooke, has made this her napping place.

Awwww...

3 comments:

Jeff said...

Hence the reason kids learn to hate their parents when they grow up and get married and the photo albums come out. Except now you have posted it for the whole world to see. I see therapy in her future. Who are we kidding? We all saw therapy in her future the day you said you were pregnant. Ha... Btw you guilted me into spending my Friday night writing a new post so you better check it out. And your blog is now linked on my page as well. Isn't technology wonderful?

Ri said...

You've got it all wrong. It's CDO. That's OCD alphabetized...the way it should be.

Obviously your case isn't quite as severe as mine.

Kathleen said...

Nice point, Ri. And that makes me feel better...thank you.