Feline Fresh Market

So, we have moved on from carpet fur balls to cat hair plucked fresh from the cat. Callie is now chasing down the cat, ripping out a huge chunk, and then feasting. I guess that "the fresher, the better" rule also applies to fur.

This week she has started running and twirling. She's such a girl! I have to say, that the twirling is the cutest thing I've seen yet. It's a dance move. She looks like a little drunken sailorette when she's pivoting. I want to die from the molten cuteness that pours from that little spirit.

I feel like I haven't talked too much about Wyatt lately, but he's been hurting and cranky with his teething. Poor little man has such a hard time with cutting his teeth! He yanks and rips on his ears until they are bleeding. I already feel like we give him too much Tylenol, but the fact of the matter is... he needs a Tylenol IV.

The little monkey is climbing. He can get on top of the coffee table and the couches by himself. He can get down too. He also likes to climb into his toy bucket but when realizes he can't get out, he screams bloody murder until one of us comes to rescue him.

His walking is improving. (Kinda.) The will is there for sure! He takes a step or two and completely face plants onto the floor. The worst part is, he does this regardless of whether we are around to catch him or not. I am so scared that he is going to knock out his front teeth and will look like a hockey goalie until his big people teeth come in. Such a little boy!