If Cameron dies.......

Yes, this is included in many a conversation with Ryan lately. I am beginning to worry.

Ryan: Can we get a new cat?

Me: No, we kill cats, remember? No more cats for us.

Ryan: Well, can we get a dog?

Me: No, we are not getting any more pets.

Ryan: Hey! I know! When Cameron dies, we can get a new cat!

Me: (Trying not laugh and not be horrified) Cameron is not going to die, we are not getting any more pets.

In tonight's bath...

Ryan: What is a mummy anyway?

Me: A mummy is when the Egyptians wrapped up dead people in cloths.

Ryan: So, when Cameron dies, we can wrap him up?

Me: Cameron is not going to die! And people don't do that anymore.

Ryan: Oh...

Ryan LOVES Cameron, but I think this whole cat thing was a little more traumatic than I thought.

BTW those sweet cats left fleas in my house. Any suggestions?

Since we are on the subject of bugs... Jannica came home and told me she thinks our house is "invested" with ants.

Turns out it was. Fun Friday night of killing ants and emptying the pantry.

Spot

Jaimee found two little abandoned kittens at her work about a month ago. One of the kittens Whitie (because he was all black) was not doing real well. We spent a night trying to help the kitten recover, but we were not successful.

The other kitten Spot (because of a small white patch on its paw) came to live with us. Ryan loved to play with this little ball of joy. It was so much fun to have around the house and it loved to cuddle with me in bed when it was trying to get away from the kids. It had a love/hate relationship with Cameron. It loved to have his every attention, but hated to be strangled. Cameron was only 11 months old after all. Here is a video of Ryan doing Eenie Meenie Miny Moe with Spot.

Unfortunately, Spot did not get to stay with us long. After a few weeks on an afternoon golf cart ride, Spot jumped from the golf cart never to be seen again. Well, I saw him again, but it was to take him out to the backyard with the shovel to bury him. He was only with us for just under a month, but it was a fun, happy month. He will be missed.

Cameron's Birthday

I can't believe it, but Cameron is now 1 year old. It seems just like yesterday that we were in the hospital bringing him home. He has grown so much this last year. It is just amazing. He is walking and almost running. He claps when we do and he loves it. He climbs up and down the stairs on the own and it scares the death out of me. He says Daddy a lot. Not really sure if he is saying it because it is my name or if it is just his noises. But I like to think that he is saying my name. He is just such a cute kid and I love him very much. My little boy has a special place in my heart. Not that I don't love the girls, but there is something special about the boy.