Dumb Cat

Izzie, our 3rd cat (long story) is either extremely patient or extremely dumb. As I type this she is currently laying on the couch with Alex handing her Zach's toys (to see which one she will play with) and Zach going over and patting her (i.e. hitting). She for the most part just sits there. Oh, she will nibble or scratch the kids some times but she doesn't do it maliciously: she is playing with them too. I have given up on trying to move her away from them she goes right back to them. Thus the "dumb cat". Oh well she is still a "baby" too so she just wants to play, unlike our other two cat's who generally run away from the kids or watch from a distance.

Upset...

So for the most part I try and keep my blogs more about the kids and less about me but I must admit I am having a rough morning. It may be partly attributed to the lack of sleep last night and being up since 5, but I have read several things on the Internet this morning that have just really "bummed me out" for the lack of a better phrase. First and foremost as a HUGE Twilight fan I tend to check Stephenie Meyers website out on a regular basis and I am feeling let down by both her and the other fans. (http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/ if you are interested at all). I was already let down by Breaking Dawn and was really looking forward to Midnight Sun as a pick me up and now I am disappointed once again. I hate to say it but I feel like Stephenie Meyer is becoming very much a "Prima Donna". I realized that she is hurt and offended but on the same hand she is shooting her loyal fans in the foot. I may be imagining all this but after reading Breaking Dawn and now this with Midnight Sun, I really get the feeling that she gave up on the series after Eclipse. I know she supposedly had the "whole story" in her head but right now I feel like it is all a big cop out. Ah... there I said it and I am sorry if I offended anyone but it needed to be said. I love the Internet and use it daily and freak out when it's not working, but this morning the era of "everything at your finger tips" has left me sad and (with one of other things I read) disappointed with some people I looked up to and liked. ***For those of you who care, no I have not read the draft that she posted. To use her own words "I feel too sad"***

Comparison

Okay so I had decided to look at Alex's eighth month picture just to see the difference between him and Zach. (and to put off exercising as long as possible). Here is a side by side and you can decide for yourselves...
For the record putting both of them in the chair for their eighth month pictures was a complete coincidence.

Eight Months

So I was trying to get Zach's eighth month pictures done this morning (you know before he isn't eight months any more) and he was cracking me up. I hadn't realized that he was into the stage where he knows what the camera is and "cheeses" for it. So I kept either missing his smile or getting this face...


Which I have to admit was pretty dang funny. What a ham! I thought this one was cute because you can see his teeth.




Either way I missed his smiles! Oh well...

I am going to try and start throwing some random cute/funny things in occasionally. (I got this from Nicholle, THANKS NICHOLLE!)

-This morning I asked Alex if he wanted any chocolate milk (instant breakfast) and he told me he wanted "Toast with chocolate milk on it"...

Oh and FYI for those of you who read my Zach falling into the tub post, I have been keeping the bathroom door closed because that is the first place the kid heads!

Right...

OK so my previous post was apparently a little premature. Later that morning Zach crawled/scooted down the hall, I assumed he was heading for Alex's room which is what he usually does. A few minutes later I heard a thud, I jumped up and then the crying started. I ran into Alex's room but Zach wasn't in there and the crying was coming from somewhere else. I looked in our bedroom and he wasn't there either. So I looked in the bathroom and didn't see him but that is where it sounded like the crying was coming from. I stepped into the bathroom and Zach was IN the tub. He had apparently pulled himself up and then flipped into the tub. The child is completely crazy! I am temped to by one of those big enclosures so I can keep an eye on him but my luck he would just climb out of it...