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My son loves to play.  Anything and everything in our house is a toy to him, whether it’s his actual toys, a wooden spoon, fridge magnets, empty boxes, wash cloths, or shoes.  He’ll play with anything he can get his little hands on.  It’s fun to watch him make a game out of every day ordinary things. He gets such joy from doing things like running around carrying a pair of socks in his hands.  It makes me laugh every time.

Recently, my son discovered a previously unchartered area of our house; behind the couches in the living room, or as I like to call it, Diva’s domain (In case you don’t know who Diva is, she’s our Siamese cat).  Up until now, I have been able to successfully block that area off and keep “G” from going back there.  However, the little stinker is clever enough now to figure out how to get around the barrier mommy set up and goes right back there.  In doing so, he has discovered Diva’s box of toys.

It seems that 13 month old babies and cats have the same taste in toys.  My sons favorite seem to be the little plastic balls with jingle bells inside them.  He walks around the house with one in each hand shaking them to hear them jingle and laughs while doing so.  While watching him do this, I had a thought.  I wondered how he would react to the laser pointer we have for Diva.  So, I thought I’d have a little fun and find out.  Here is what happenend:

I wasn’t disappointed in the results.  As you can see, he kept trying to get the light. 

This will be my last post for a little while.  I’ll be taking a break over the holidays and will return in January. I wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Since the day “G” was born, my poor cat has had to deal with quite a lot.  She has had a hard time adjusting to having a baby around.  When I became pregnant and we began collecting baby items, Diva (yes, that’s cat’s name is Diva.  You laugh, but she’s a Siamese cat with an attitude and boy is her name appropriate), thought all these new things were for her.  For example, she thought the bassinet was a new kitty bed:
She also thought the pack and play was for her:
So, you can imagine her surprise when our little man came along and none of the new “toys” were for her.

I wish I had my camera out to capture the expression on her little furry face the first time she heard the baby cry.  I’ve never seen anything like it!  I never even knew it was possible for a cat to make such an expression.  One of complete shock, confusion, and fear all at the same time.  She spent the first four days after we brought “G” home curled up on her kitty condo.  She didn’t come anywhere near us or the baby.  She got off her condo to eat and use the litter box and that was it.  Eventually, she started to come near us again and was very curious about the baby.   She’d come up to him and sniff him and then run away.  She wouldn’t come near Tim or I unless we weren’t holding the baby.  Eventually, Diva became more accustomed to having “G” around.  She even began sitting on our laps when we’d hold the baby.

As “G” has grown, Diva has become more and more used to him and has learned to share Tim and I with him.  She is a bit scared of him though. She runs by him quickly to get away from him and jumps when he reaches for her or yells.  And now, I fear for her a bit.  You see, while Diva just tolerates “G”, he absolutely LOVES her.  It’s kind of like the Abominable snow man with Daffy Duck and Bugs Bunny.  He gets so excited and screams for joy every time she walks in the room.  So loudly, in fact, that he scares her and she usually ends up running back into the other room.  But, on the occasion that she stays in the room, my little monkey’s eyes become glued to her and he watches her every move like a hawk.

Two weeks ago, “G” began crawling.  Now Diva has more to worry about.  Before, she could easily run away from him.  But now he’s mobile and you can bet he’ll be going after her every chance he gets.  For now, at least, he still moves slowly since he’s just getting the hang of this crawling thing.  But, he’s also started to try standing up, which means walking isn’t too far down the road.  My poor little Diva will be running for her life as “G” chases her around the condo.  She’s doomed to being on the run for the next 5 or so years of her life.  Fortunately for Diva, there are many corners and hiding spots in our condo.  Let’s just hope she finds them all…

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