You may have noticed that I haven't been a very valiant blogger lately. I'm blaming it all on Jack. That's one of the advantages of having a baby who can't defend himself...you can blame a lot of things on them. Like when Ross wonders where all the ice cream went. "I don't know...Jack must have eaten it." Seriously, though, Jack has been sick. He's doing much better now so hopefully I'll have more time to update the blog. Like right now, when I'm supposed to be working.
On to the picture: No matter how sick or upset Jack is, there's always one thing that cheers him up...the family cat. Poor Sam. Whenever she enters the room his eyes are glued to her, and his only objective is to get as close as possible. Usually he likes to pull her hair, or try to eat her tail. Fortunately she's very good-natured and just moves when she's had enough. But lately she's taken to hiding from him. If only she knew...this is just the beginning. I can't wait to see what she does when he starts crawling.
2 comments:
This reminds me of you when you we little. Cats were one of your great pleasures!!!
I am sorry he hasn't been feeling well....that makes for long nights. A very cute picture and the cat had better watch the best is yet to come:)
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