First thing this morning, Keaton starts telling me about something funny the kittens did last night. It involved getting into a drawer and then taking a swipe (but missing the intended victim) when Keaton peaked into the drawer.
After telling me about it, he said, "It was SO TOTALLY funny, Mom!"
Keaton doesn't call it scratching when a kitten claws him; he calls it crunching. As in: Don't crunch my arm, Moose! or The black kitten tried to crunch my face!
Moose was, um, cleaning his bottom and when Keaton noticed he got this HUGE smile on his face and said, "Awww, he's kissing himself! Little tiny kitty kisses!" The best part was that he said that last statement in a cute, high-pitched voice similar to what adults use to talk to babies. ;o)
Here, I was trying to get a picture of Sullivan without his binky in his mouth. He would say "Cheese!" but with the binky in. Finally, I asked, "Where is your mouth?" and he popped the binky out and, well, we got a good view of his tongue. ;o)
Who needs kitten toys? All we need is an REI bag and a couple of Legos. Add a second kitten and the dangling strap on a backpack and you have an all-day kitten party!
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