Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him and
nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long on this
mat in our bathroom.
We have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years old, 3 years
old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loves chapstick.
LOVES it. He kept asking to use my chapstick and then losing it. So
finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep my chapstick and
how he could use it whenever he wanted to but he needed to put it right back
in the drawer when he was done.
Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush around and try to
get ready for Church with everyone crying and carrying on. My two boys are
fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I am trying to nurse my little one
at the same time I am putting on my make-up. Everything is a mess and
everyone has long forgotten that this is a wonderful day to honor me and the
amazing job that is motherhood.
We finally have the older one and and the baby loaded in the car and I am
looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the corner
to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli. He was applying my chapstick
very carefully to Jack's . . rear end. Eli looked right into my eyes and
said "chapped." Now if you have a cat, you know that he is right---their
little bottoms do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack didn't seem to
mind. And the only question to really ask at that point was whether it was
the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the hundredth.
And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it reminds us that
no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little creatures,
there will always be that day when you realize they've been using your
chapstick on the cat's butt.
12 dogs, 6 cats, 1 x Hereford cross /Cassie/Casserole, 7 girlie sheep and of course Rambo and IggyPop! and chooks!
Hehehe:D Hubby and I blew it this year, we were both convinced that Mother's Day was last weekend so cards etc duly dispatched on special visits. Wondered why everyone looked so bemused...but noone said anything [:0]
What I want to know is why, when you are late for a birthday etc you get in the poo, but when you are early you don't get extra credit!!
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