Waffelles, the cat (not the food! as Zoë explained to me when she said she had waffles for lunch (except, of course, she said, "The food! Not the cat!")) likes to find the most uncomfortable spots to sleep, which, uh, totally explains how she came to be found in a car engine. We have a bag of sweet potatoes in our house right now and she loves to curl up on those cold, hard masses. I found her in the middle of the craft table downstairs, resting on a roll of tape, a bunch of stray crayons, and a pair of scissors. And here she is snuggling with the pool toys:
She has a cat bed and has been using it more and more, to be honest, but I've never found her sleeping on, say, a comfy couch or pile of blankets or in someone's bed. She's always like, "Ahhh! This lumpy bin of shoes is the place for me!"
Alexander has been waking up around midnight every night to go potty, which isn't unusual for him. What is unusual is that he's then been requesting to play. Every night this week when he has gotten up, I have take him potty, then he asks if I will play with him. "I don't think so, sweet boy," I tell him. "It's time for sleeping." And I tuck him into bed.
Last night after I tucked him into bed I heard him chatting to himself and didn't think much of it until I went downstairs to remind Andrew that eventually everyone has to go to bed, and on my way down the stairs I glanced into his room and saw that he had helped himself to a round of "Littlest Pet Shops" before passing out on his floor.
She has been obsessed with shrugging her shoulders lately. She first read it in a book (I think one of the Magic Treehouse books) and when she asked me what "shrugged" meant, I simply said, "It means doing this," while shrugging my shoulders.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, happily accepting my answer.
She spent several happy days shrugging her shoulders and then explaining to everyone that she was just shrugging.
After a few days of this she said, "Mom, I know shrugging means going like this *shrug,* but what does this *shrug* mean?"
I didn't realize that she hadn't know what that gesture meant! So I explained that it could mean a few things. Usually it means, "I don't know." Sometimes it means, "I don't care," or "It's all the same to me," or "It doesn't matter."
She still talks about shrugging her shoulders all the time. When someone asks her something sometimes she'll smile coyly and shrug at them and then explain that she's shrugging because she isn't sure of the answer or because she has no preference or whatever her shrug means at any given moment.
And whenever we read about shrugging in a book she will make us stop reading so she can say, "I know that! Watch me!" and then she'll demonstrate her best little shrug.