Our poor cat, Sir Purr, gets terrorized on a regular basis. People often comment about what a good cat he is. If they only knew all that he's been through, they would understand, he's gotten used to just about anything.
1. One morning, before taking Jenna to school, I found Sir Purr covered in bows. Unmoved, he just sat there and let her continue to fill his fur.
2. Carissa, almost daily points to Sir Purr's tail and says, "eeewwww, look at Sir Purr's booty." Sometimes she'll even grab him by the tail, swing his tail around and sing, "shake your booty, shake your booty." How she knows this song and how to shake her booty at two years old, is a mystery. My husband blames me for teaching her this while he's at work. Yes, honey, we have booty shaking lessons each morning after breakfast.
3. Jenna: "My teacher told me it's not 'butt' or 'booty'. It's 'bottom'." Oops!


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