Surely you can't blame me for missing this little cutie in his hooded jacket with ears. I sure do love these guys!
In our absence, Captain John Thomas got to steer the boat. Mom (a.k.a. Gramma) thinks he's always in the driver's seat anyway. I think she's suggesting that he's a tad spoiled, but I can't help it. Mom and Gay vowed to keep the rest of their babysitting festivities top secret saying, "whatever happens on the houseboat, stays on the houseboat." Either way, I think they all had fun and all needed a nap on Sunday to recover.
My favorite thing in the whole world happens every Saturday morning. After John Thomas gets up around seven, I feed him, change him and we all get into our bed and snuggle. We usually go back to sleep together and I just can't think of anything in this universe that could make me happier.
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