“Another child is wonderful!” I told Hetal. “We can totally handle it.”
What I was actually thinking was, “We’re dead.”
But Hetal is awesome. She got up early to deal with kids.
And she made breakfast.
All while she must have been feeling terrible from morning sickness. I know. I remember what it was like.
After Branden and I finished her wonderful home-cooked meal, Branden did the dishes.
Meanwhile, our neighbor Oberon was out in the snow, playing with Peanut.
He left his front door unlocked, and Dinah wandered into his entry hall.
She lay down, sweet as can be.
And them she started howling like the end of the world was here!! Good heavens!
We all rushed out to see what was wrong, and then poof! There were kittens!
THREE KITTENS! GOOD GRIEF!
Meet Strawberry (female)
and Plum (male)
OK, when I named the all the kittens, I was having a huge craving for peanut butter and jelly, OK?
The kittens were all really sweet the way they cuddled up to their mommy.
Hetal was the first one in to meet them.
And Strawberry started chasing her tail. So cute!!
Peanut went to meet his new younger brothers and sisters.
Now, I have to say that there are NEVER too many cats, but this is a lot of mouths to feed.
And just that much more poop to clean….
I threw myself into trying to get the house ready. There were toilets to fix.
And toddlers to feed. So many toddlers to feed.
This was really starting to get to me. I told Hetal, “We have GOT to have some fun or we’re going to go crazy.” Because we’re totally not already crazy. Plus, it was almost my birthday.
So I called a family meeting and declared that we were all going to go out and HAVE FUN. OR ELSE.
We got all the kids together.
And piled into a cab.
And showed up at the winter festival after dark. In the snow.
OK, this wasn’t my best job of planning, but I’m doing my best, OK?
I left Caitlin to play in the snow.
And tried out some snowboarding! It was amazing! I was born to do this.
OK, that hurt.
But I still can’t wait to do that again.
Then I decided we were all going to have a family picture. There were a bunch of creepy, drooly, grunting people who wanted to cut in line in front of us, but I am a firefighter, and I just don’t put up with that kind of stuff.
[I managed to not actually get a screenshot of the picture, which took at least three tries. It’s up on my Exchange page. I’ll try to get a shot of the game copy.)
Then it was time to go home. But there seemed to be some kind of a problem.
What? These drooly people with skin problems just don’t understand anything about personal space!
“Do you MIND?” I said in my firmest outraged hero voice. She finally stepped aside to let us pass.
And we walked all the way home in the snow. It was kind of nice. Winter is beautiful. If only it weren’t so cold.
HOLY CRAP! THREE MORE KITTENS! I was lulled into thinking that pregnancies usually generated one or two kittens. So now the house has six pets and is about to have seven humans. In a duplex home on half of a 30×30 lot. On the plus side, nobody is a clone. It looks like we have interesting different body types and coloring patterns for each one. But I think everyone may have gotten Cheshire’s eyes, which is not fair because Dinah’s are gorgeous.
I was totally intending to post through to the birth of the kid, but when I got out all the pictures, I was astounded at how much happened. So baby will be born in the next post. And there will be more fail. Oh, so much more fail.
So I can just take this moment to pretend everything is all right because there is no fail in this post.