It started Sunday afternoon with a few little mischievous incidents, and continued into the evening. While drawing and coloring, Merry Grace found a magic marker and wrote on several things that were not paper. I promptly threw the marker in the trashcan and started wiping the window sill, etc. off. Minutes later I look over at the kids and see them drawing red X's on their hands and tummies with the red marker that Merry Grace recovered from the trashcan. I had pretty much had it at this point, so I told the kids to go to the bathroom and start running the water for a bath, that I would be right in there. I took a second to finish wiping off what I could of the marker and heard the kids begin splashing in the water. I didn't think too much of it, since they were supposed to be running bath water, but when I went in to the bathroom they (meaning Ian and Merry Grace) were splashing around in the toilet with that indestructible red marker. The toilet water was, of course, red and there were red water droplets sprayed all over the bathroom. Sheesh!!!! We survived the evening, all in one piece, thankfully. Then on Monday night, Cory had late appointments, so it was just the kids and I. My laundry was in desperate need of attention, so I began the overwhelming job of folding heaven knows how many baskets. The kids were supposedly playing happily and nicely in another room. They typically play so well together and genuinely love being together. Well, they had fun, alright. That fun, however, was Elise squirting out super glue all over her and Ian's hands. The miraculous thing is that they didn't glue their hands to anything around the house or each other or any body part. That being said, they managed to entirely coat the palms of their hands with super glue. So instead of spending the next little while folding laundry, I spent the next two hours soaking and picking super glue off four little hands. It came off better than I could have imagined, but it was incredibly tedious. My favorite part of the whole thing was when I said to Ian after hours of peeling super glue from his hangs, "You're never going to do this again are you?" He responded, "I didn't do it this time. Elise did." Not to be sidetracked from the real issue, I replied, "Well, I know, but if Elise ever wants to do something like this again, you'll say 'No', right?" To which he said, "Yes!!! I didn't think about that this time!" I think my main accomplishment for the last few days has been to keep a reasonable amount of sanity and not blow a gasket. :) Not so bad, if you ask me.
Elise was really the one who decided on which kitten to get. She is in love with this little kitty and I think the feeling is mutual.
Ian actually wanted a different kitten, and it was quite a horrific parting for him and the other kitten that he wanted. But once all was said and done, he's become quite attached to this little darling. She loves following him around and he loves the attention.
At first, Merry Grace wasn't sure she was up for touching the kittens. She thought maybe she'd just pass on the fun. Once she'd tried it, she was hooked and cried unless it was her turn to hold the kitty. We've had to teach her about being gentle because sometimes she looks like she might love her to pieces...literally.
Here's a close up of her beautiful face.
And more snoozing. She's a cutie and we're so glad to have her as a part of the family!
