It doesn't matter much to Hobbes. Once in a while he gets the itch to dart outside, but then he quickly realizes the error of his decision and yowls to come back inside his cozy, soft, temperature controled, all-you-can-eat-buffet-containing, quiet house.
And yes, we still have the cats. I don't post about them as much because they are pretty boring compared to a baby.
And yes, we still have the cats. I don't post about them as much because they are pretty boring compared to a baby.
We spend our time finding ways to get our wiggles out.
Ollie has learned to climb the stairs, he cut his 4th tooth, he gives high fives, and we build a lot of block towers to knock over. We've also made bread, cookies, pickles, salsa, yogurt, sauerkraut (didn't turn out so good), and granola. We've read a lot of books, and a lot of books a lot of times. We've figured out how to get Ollie to give us more kisses. You kind of have to trick him into doing it, but it's so dang cute...
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