Randomness

So I decided to just throw a bunch of random stuff into a post. Call it boredom I guess…

Earlier in June we had received from a friend an old wooden swing set. Although the swing set really had seen better days, we gladly took over the ownership of it with the thought that Richard could renovate it in no time (the set really had some good bones).

Our initial plan was to keep the tower in tact while Richard went behind the scenes repairing the broken stairs, painting it, and reinstalling the slide and swings (all done with the back door window covered so hopefully Emily wouldn’t notice). Our plan: surprise Emily on her birthday with one very fancy “used” swing set. We knew she would be ecstatic! What we didn’t anticipate was her figuring everything out by just the sight of a wooden tower. Instead of just asking me “what’s this?”, she ran out to the middle of the yard, talked one of us into lifting her up, and then pulled out her official “Princess Pointy Finger” and proceeded to give her “Official List of Demands”…

Emily (pointy finger fully extended): “Slide here…slide here…go down…Ok Daddy, let’s fix it!!" (and you better believe it…she was grinning from ear to ear)

So that’s when the swing set got put together…

It’s also when Plan B was put together for her birthday present.

 

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I’m a cat person. Although I’m forever threatening to get rid of all our animals, the fact is I like having them around. Having to put down Oscar really made me realize how much I love having someone with me on the couch in the evenings. Yeah, sure there is always Richard, but there's something about having that kitty cat there. On Emily’s birthday Richard and I made a pack that absolutely no tears or sadness would be allowed. Even though her birthday was the day after that terrible vet visit, I was pretty proud of myself. I didn’t once feel sad. I missed him sure, but I didn’t feel despair. That is until I curled up on the couch later that evening.

That’s when I started to panic. My family was leaving me for San Antonio in 3 days and I was going to be all alone for an entire week with 1 hyperactive dog, 1 45lb “I’m a lap dog” dog, and 1 “leave me alone I allow you to live here” cat. It saddened me. Who would cuddle up with me (other than the 45lb “lap” dog)?

So I adopted a cat.

The only problem is the other animals don’t like the cat and the cat doesn’t like them. Sooo I’m still on the couch alone. Yeah, how’s that for working out…

 

 

 

 

Emily's just a wee bit in love with "Abby" (or as she sometimes pronounces "Baa-by"). She's always asking to hold her, always open to helping me find her, and she absolutely loves getting "Abby kisses" (this is achieved when Abby brushes her nose onto Emily's skin...she giggles every time). I hope that love stays with her.

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I love how perfect a child's perspective is. For Emily, Oscar’s death was so simple. “Oscar went to go live with Jesus. Oscar and Jesus are at work. Bye Oscar…Bye Jesus.”

I spent hours crying over his death and for Emily it wasn’t the end. He is just busy working with Jesus…