Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Meow bite
A couple of weeks ago we were at a friend's for an outdoor brunch. They live in co-owned apartment complex. A couple of doors down from theirs was one of those small, cat carriers, with a cat inside and the carrier door open. Pila would get very close, but was too afraid to touch the kitty. We told her to give the cat space because it may bite.
About a week ago, Pila had her first nightmare that woke her up. When we went in, she said, "meow bite". Now, when she's scared of something, she says, "meow bite". But she still loves her stuffed kitty that Dottie gave her.
About a week ago, Pila had her first nightmare that woke her up. When we went in, she said, "meow bite". Now, when she's scared of something, she says, "meow bite". But she still loves her stuffed kitty that Dottie gave her.
Cheese Shop
The other day Pila and I were looking out her window and I asked her "where is daddy's shop?" She pointed. Then I told her that someday it might be Pila's shop and asked her what she would make in Pila's shop. She paused and then said, "cheese". Maybe we'll move to Wisconsin.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Saturday, September 01, 2007
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