Cats, cats, cats. Can’t live with them, can’t live without them.

I love my cats, but they are driving me CRAZY. Two of them, Meeper and Andrew, have started this annoying moew-fest late at night. As in, two or three o’clock in the morning. Their howling wakes me up and makes me so mad I could practically dive-bomb through the wall. But alas, I am lazy, so the best I can do when …

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Grossness

I don’t think Nathan chews his peas when he eats them; he must be swallowing them whole. At least, that’s what his dirty diapers are telling me. It is not a lovely sight at all. Not one bit. It’s it’s not just whole, unchewed peas that I’m finding. There is also corn. Whole kernels of …

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