Weishuhn Cat Chatter

A Plethora of Parker

2009-08-10T20:15:00.006-05:00

For lack of anything else exciting going on in our lives (besides me getting OLDER - Happy Birthday to me last week!), I decided to entertain you all with several recent videos of my little monster. If these don't convince you that he just may be the most brilliant, most talented, best looking kid around, I think you must have a heart made of stone.

These videos were taken BEFORE Parker ended up with his first ever case of Strep throat. It was a rough go for all of us, but thankfully we survived. Parker wants to send out mad props to his cousin Landon for spreading the wealth and sharing his strep throat with him. =)

ENJOY!

"little genius"

"little clown"

"little entertainer"

and finally, a picture. my little heartbreaker.

Until next time,

Parker's mommy

Our 4th of July in SOLITUDE!

2009-07-06T20:48:00.004-05:00

So it takes a national holiday for us to get some peace and quiet around here. The humans FINALLY left us for a couple of days so they could go do something called "camping". We aren't exactly sure what that is, but we are pretty sure it involves sitting OUTSIDE in the HOT SUN without the modern convenience of air conditioning. To this we must say - ARE YOU PEOPLE CRAZY??!?! Even we cats are domesticated and are trained to stay OUT of the 158 degree heat! (ok, so maybe it's not exactly 158 degrees...but why don't you try wearing a fur coat during the summer and see what it feels like to you!) So we lounged around with the house to ourselves all weekend, and we LOVED IT so much that we even decided to have a little "thank you for going away" present waiting for the humans when they returned on Sunday...now who wouldn't LOVE a little puke on the floor and a yarfed up hairball on the sofa?!?! They were very ungrateful.

Anyway, they filled us in on what happened on their trip so we could share it with you. Keep in mind this looks absolutely dreadful to us cats and we are thrilled that they decided to leave us behind on this trip.

The humans went camping with their friends the Kleibers and we hear they stayed in this contraption.

Isn't that fancy?!? OK, so they didn't actually stay in THAT EXACT contraption, but it was parked near the one they stayed in, and they thought it was funny, so they took a pic.

The crew camped at Lake Somerville, but the lake level was ridiculously low (see prior comment about 158 degree heat and add the fact that it hasn't rained in about 76 days or so and that explains the low lake level). So the grown ups had to improvise so the little humans could swim. Looks like the little rascals had quite a time in their tub of water. We would have wanted nothing to do with it.

Do you think it may be time to put junior on a diet when his belly laps over the side of his tray and onto the top of his food??

Besides the camping trip, the humans have been very busy lately, and that's why we haven't updated sooner. Since we have no thumbs, we can't exactly turn on the blog update machine when they aren't here, so we actually DO need them for some things! The man human has been working a lot and trying to keep the grass outside alive when he's home. The lady human has been working during the week and going to College Station on the weekends to work on clinicals for her nursing school . The baby human?? He pretty much just goes where ever the grown up humans take him. But rest assured, he goes there loudly. There's nothing quiet about that kid. He eats loudly, plays loudly, sleeps loudly, talks loudly, and screams REALLY loudly. Some of his recent favorite words and quotes are "BIG truck", "bubbles!", "cookie" (pronounced cockie), "my truck", "a car!", and "whaisit?" (where is it?) We don't mind those words, but we have learned to make ourselves invisible if we hear the word "kiddy" come out of his mouth, because chances are he's headed for one of our tails.

We leave you this time with a video of that kid in action on the camping trip. Enjoy!

Until next time,

Lexi and Sadie

Is anybody out there??

2009-05-12T20:35:00.005-05:00

So there has been a noticeable lack of comments on my most recent blog posts lately, which leads me to wonder if anyone is actually reading this....if you are out there, give me a shout! Otherwise I may be forced to spend my time doing more productive things, like sleeping.

Anyhoo...here's what's going on with us lately.

THE PUPPIES ARE ALL GONE! We sold the last puppy on Sunday so now our household is back to normal! (Well, as "normal" as it can be i suppose, given the fact that there is a 16 month old maniac child, 1 possessed cat, 1 moody cat, 1 moody male, 2 hyperactive dogs, and a perfect, flawless woman living here). It was a good thing we sold the dogs, because we have to use all puppy profit to pay for repairs around our ever-breaking house. First, the dryer stops drying. My "fix-it-all" husband is still in the process of fixing that, or so he says. Then, the fix-it-all husband puts a dent in the sheetrock in the hallway. Then, Mr. Fix-It-All steps through the ceiling in our room while in the attic attempting to fix the dryer. Oh, and then the AC went out. That was no fault of Mr. Fix-It-All. So the AC is now fixed, after a MISERABLE weekend which made us feel like we were living in a tent. The dryer will be fixed hopefully before we move out of this house someday. The sheetrock? Who knows...

The husband and I got back last Friday from our mini-vacation to Chicago. I had some training to do there for work, so Ryan came along to get away for a few days. Parker stayed with Grams and Gramps and Grammie and Papa, so we were confident he was well taken care of (and extra-spoiled!) We stayed about 30 miles north of Chicago, so we actually only went into the city 2 of the nights we were there. On Monday we went downtown to catch a Cubs game at Wrigley - amazing! Any real baseball fan should make it a goal to see a game at Wrigley Field someday! To get downtown we took the train....anyone who knows me well may know that I have a fear of trains, so this was a big step for me. Trains are big, loud, and fast and one screw up will knock those things right off their tracks which scares the crap outta me!

Here's Ryan enjoying the train ride to Chicago Union Station.

....and here I am on that same train ride.

The views from our seats at Wrigley.

That infamous "Wrigley Field" sign. Some homeless guy offered to take a pic of the two of us together beneath the sign, but we weren't falling for that.

We thought about wearing our Astros shirts, but decided our lives mean more to us than the Astros do.

Thursday night we went back to downtown Chicago to Navy Pier to eat at Bubba Gump's Shrimp Co. and do the "tourist" thing. The Chicago skyline was absolutely stunning from that vantage point.

Ryan refused to ride the ferris wheel with me. Wimp.

Since returning from Chicago Parker has been full of energy and rambunctious as ever. I think he's trying to make up for lost time and cram all his energy from last week that we missed out on into this week. Here's what happens when you let a 16 month old and his daddy dress the kid.

The shorts on the head? Those were Daddy's idea. Mommy's bra as a necklace? That was all Parker.

Alright, that's all for this update. I will try to get those cats to stay on top of updating more regularly. It's not like they have anything else to do. :)

Until next time,
Sarah

Un momento por favor...

2009-05-11T21:11:00.002-05:00

...ok, i PROMISE i will update you all on the latest happenings including puppies, parker and our trip to chicago VERY SOON! but tonight the massive forest that had grown out of my front and back yards took presedence and i was forced to do yard work, lest my home get lost amongst the roughage. Stay tuned - it's coming i promise!
-Sarah

A PRINCESS IS BORN!

2009-04-20T21:06:00.005-05:00

Annelise Grace Fritsch

April 20, 2009

8:39 am

7 pounds, 10 ounces

20.5 inches long

Welcome to the world, sweet angel. We can't wait to watch you grow.

WANTED

2009-04-17T21:25:00.003-05:00

WANTED: PUPPY BUYERS!

C'mon people, I have 5 left to sell. Males and females. Call me up and buy a puppy today! Price somewhat negotiable. First shots/dewormed and had veterinary exam. 8 weeks old and ready to go home with you now!

You know you want to....

(979)968-6705

Lots of catching up to do

2009-03-31T20:31:00.005-05:00

So it has been QUITE A WHILE since we have found the time to update this little bloggy blog. We have had so many important things to do around here, but mainly we have been trying to figure out WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN OUR HOUSE! The proof is in the pictures....

Someone needs to help this poor kid get his priorities straight....eating is MUCH MORE important than sleeping....unless of course the kid is playing possum because they are trying to feed him broccoli. Hmmmmm...????

The past couple weeks have been full of this little fella walking around giving everyone and everything the ol' stink eye. He's becoming quite good at it. These pics really don't do it justice. We will make Sarah get a better picture for our loyal blog readers' sake.

And what the heck is this all about??? A 15 month old and a 5 month old getting naked as a jay-bird together? You humans start 'em a little young, don'tcha? But what do we know, we are naked our entire lives.

AND THEN THERE'S THE MADNESS GOING ON IN OUR GARAGE. I (Lexi) made the mistake of sneaking out there when the people mistakenly left the door open once. It didn't take me long to find my way back in to the comfort of my canine-free home when I was confronted by this outside...

WOULD YOU BELIEVE there are 9 of these things out there??? Our humans tell us that these puppies will hopefully be finding new homes very soon. We only hope they don't plan to get rid of US next!

We would like to cordially ask our humans if this can become small human's permanent home...

Finally, here's a short video of the seemingly millions of puppies playing with Parker. Adorable.

Alright, until next time....

-Sadie and Lexi

We are growing!

2009-03-08T21:23:00.001-05:00

Just a quick update with a few new pics of the puppies. They are growing so fast!

Look at that sweet face!

We can all see where we are going now!

I see you!

awwwww.....

Confessions

2009-02-24T20:46:00.007-06:00

Hi, my name is Parker, and I love to make a mess.

Mommy didn't feed me my puffs fast enough, so I just helped myself.

Here's where I decided the water in the dog bowl would be so much fun to play in!

Lexi is my friend - she helps me clean up my messes. But for some reason she only helps me when I make a mess with food. She really likes it when i make a mess with lunch meats.

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Hi, my name is Lexi, and I am on crack.

Because sometimes the world just looks better upside-down.

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Hi, I'm Rowdy. What the hell are those creatures who have stolen my best friend??

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Hi, I'm Leila. And I will never let Rowdy near me again, if it means this will happen 2 months later....

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Hi, we are puppies, and HEY! IS THAT A NIPPLE OVER THERE??............

There are 9 of us total - 5 girls and 4 boys!

Until next time......

LITTLE PEOPLE EVERYWHERE!

2009-02-07T12:25:00.007-06:00

OUR house was overrun with little people Thursday night. The lady human invited a few of her friends over for a last-minute play date for the little humans. Here is the proof....

Harlee was just chllin.

"Hey ladies, come on over to my crib and let me show you my moves..."

Parker and Leila the dog are best friends! (Oh, and Leila is going to be a mommy dog in less than a month...we can't wait until there are MORE BARKING DOGS at OUR HOUSE!)

Awwww...

Parker could barely catch Rowdy, but hugged his butt anyway.

"I'm wicked crazy!"

Ella is such a calm, serene little girl. We think we'd like to go live at her house.

"Think they'll notice if I take these keys and the car that goes with them?"

"Look into my eyes......."

"Mama, she's pretty!"

This one was submitted to Regis and Kelly's Beautiful Baby contest.

"Wow! Look at that!"

T-R-O-U-B-L-E

"Come here baby, let me give you a ride in my car."

On Super Bowl Sunday Heather and Russell and Landon came over to watch the game for awhile. Yep, another little person. Who knew beer boxes could be so much fun?

We have a couple of videos to share, but technology confuses us. We could not get blogger to upload the vids so we will try again later...

Until next time,

The cats

LOOK MA - NO HANDS!

2009-01-20T20:07:00.003-06:00

Yep, I'm big man on campus around here now! (even if my jammy pants say otherwise....don't blame me, I still can't dress myself and these weird grown-ups think these pajamas are just "SO CUTE!" barf.)
I just surprised mommy and daddy this evening and started doing this all around the house. They actually started CRYING when they saw me doing this. CRYING! Can you believe that?!?! Yeah, they'll have reason to cry soon enough when I'm running everywhere and getting into EVERYTHING! MMMMWWAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I'm off to practice for my first marathon. Or maybe just to have a cup of milk and watch some Sprout to get ready to go to sleep.

Keep on truckin,
Parker

Does absence make YOUR heart grow fonder??

2009-01-19T20:47:00.006-06:00

We hope it does, because it's been a LOOOOOONNNNNG time since we sat down a wrote a little about what's new with us. So here we go.
The monster is becoming more and more mobile. He's a year old now, so we are pretty sure he thinks that gives him the right to torment us even more than he used to. Sometimes he crawls around chasing us, and that kid has gotten FAST at the crawling! Fortunately we are still faster (unless he catches us off-guard, like during a nap. In which case he LOVES to pull our tails.) He still uses crawling as his primary mode of transportation, which is fine with us - using all fours to ambulate has worked fine for us for all of our 7 years. Why anyone would want to ditch using the front paws and only walk on the back paws is beyond us. But he's trying. He can make it about 4 or 5 steps now before he falls down, but Sarah hasn't been quick enough to get any good video of it yet. Maybe one of these days.
And did we mention the kid is still huge?? His 1 year old check-up put him at about 26 1/2 pounds and almost 31 inches long. So in one year he has gained about 17 pounds and has grown 10 inches. He has FINALLY started to slow down and level out on the growth charts though - he's now in the 75th-90th percentile for weight and length instead of the >95th like he has been until now.
Tooth count update - we are up to 7! And he has figured out how to use them on people. Luckily he hasn't tried to chomp on us yet, because we are pretty sure he won't like it very much when we bite him back....
Sarah STILL doesn't have any pictures from Christmas or Parker's birthday to share. If anyone knows how to download full size pictures from Snapfish without having to pay for them please let her know! Otherwise, she will need to get the pictures emailed to her by their respective photographers. Stay tuned...
In the meantime....the lady human is back to school. This semester she is studying pediatric nursing and nursing care of parents and newborns. And the man human is addicted to video games. That's all he does once the lady human and the baby human go to sleep.
So here's just a couple pictures and a short video of Parker and his friend Mason playing with some of Parker's Christmas and birthday gifts. Those boys are going to be heartbreakers one day - at least that's what their mamas say.

The boys playing basketball and tee-ball.

Parker showing Mason how his new car works. (I don't know why this is hyperlinked and I can't figure out how to unlink it...)

Here's Parker taking Mason for a spin in the ol' coupe. Mason wasn't having a lot of fun...

That's all for now. We will try to update you again sooner than it was this time.

Until then,
the cats

Remembering

2009-01-01T20:47:00.005-06:00

So I have figured out that when it comes to taking pictures of my child at special occasions I pretty much suck. I don't have very many pictures of Parker at Christmas, so I'll have to wait until his Aunt Heather sends me some that she took with her camera to post to the blog. But that's not the point of this post anyway. This post is for remembering....

It's been a year. (ok, so technically Saturday it will be a year). OH MY GOODNESS IT'S BEEN A YEAR. I can't even believe that my little man has been with us for a whole year. For those of you who aren't familiar with his entry into the world, here's the story.

Ryan and I found out on April 25th, 2007 that I was pregnant. I was excited. I was terrified. Ryan was all giddy like a kid at Christmas. That started what were 9 of the most uncomfortable, nervous, and wonderful months of my life. I battled through the 14 weeks of all day sickness (anyone who has ever been pregnant knows that "morning sickness" is a load of crap - that stuff lasts ALL DAY!), as well as heartburn, expanding waistlines and bra sizes, seemingly sleepless nights, couch sleeping, gas, shortness of breath and endless hunger. I cherished every kick, roll, punch and hiccup that I was blessed to feel on a daily basis. I became attached to this little guy growing inside me and felt like I already knew everything about him before he was even born. My due date was January 2nd or 3rd (can't remember exactly), but I prayed that he'd be born before the end of 2007 for tax and insurance purposes. But no such luck. My little miracle had no intention of joining us on the outside. I had my 40 week doctors appointment on January 2nd. Up to this point there had been no changes to my cervix to even begin to suggest that this baby was in any hurry to be born. But I was optimistic for this appointment. I brought in 2008 by spending hours on New Year's Eve sitting on my couch having contractions that were 7 or 8 minutes apart (they stopped after about 5 or 6 hours). So I thought surely this check up would be different. Dr. Holt would tell me that I had begun to dilate and we could go ahead and induce. However, there were still NO CHANGES to my cervix. No dilation. 50% effacement. The baby hadn't dropped into my pelvis. I cried. I actually sat in my doctor's office and cried. I told him I was done being pregnant. I told him I couldn't make it the 5 more days he wanted to let me go before he would induce. We knew my baby was going to be big - a 38 week ultrasound estimated his weight to be 8.5 pounds already - that's in the 95th percentile for 38 week fetuses. I asked Dr. Holt what the likelihood was that I would end up needing a C-section even after we induced, since we knew the baby was big and my pelvis was narrow. He said it was pretty likely. So we opted to schedule the elective C-section for the next day, January 3rd. Was I bummed that I wouldn't experience actual labor? Yes. Childbirth the way I had imagined it was not going to happen. I look back now and couldn't care less - the end result is the same.

We were scheduled for a noon C-section on January 3rd. So we got checked into the hospital and we waited. They put me on the monitor to keep an eye on the baby's heartrate and any activity I was having as far as contractions went. (Turns out I was actually having contractions when we were admitted - but they were very weak and pretty far apart. We proceeded with our plan to have the C-section). We watched the clock and it seemed like an eternity until we'd meet our son. Noon came and went. And I was still not being taken to surgery. Dr. Holt had been called over to deliver a lady that had just been admitted next door whose baby decided it was coming NOW and would not wait until we were done in surgery. So she welcomed her miracle. And I was still pregnant. The nurse came in and said it was going to be awhile before we went to surgery - Dr. Holt had just delivered a baby and was going to go back over to his office for a while to see a few patients. This did not make me happy. More waiting to meet my son.

Since it was going to be awhile, the sisters went down to the cafeteria to grab a bite to eat. While they were there Dr. Holt went in there to get him some lunch (going to see patients at his office?? Nice try, doc). My sisters must have sent him some evil glares as he perused the food line and tried to make his choice. He put 2 and 2 together and realized that these were my sisters and they were waiting to meet their nephew. He dropped his plans for lunch, walked back to the Birthing Center and told the nurses it was time for my surgery.

I was taken to the OR at about 12:20. The anesthesiologist got my spinal anesthesia in place (on the 2nd attempt - OUCH!), I was laid out on this tiny operating table and Dr. Holt came in to prep my belly. "I just saw your twin sister Sarah! Y'all are definitely identical!" Little did I know at the time that this encounter with Heather was what made him decide to get the show on the road! Anyway, Ryan was brought in and the operation started. I felt lots of tugging and pulling, but no pain. And then the geyser erupted when he broke my water and I knew I was just seconds away from the best moment of my life. "This is a huge baby!" was what I heard over the sheet. And then the cry. Oh that cry. The sweetest, most invigorating sound a mommy can ever hear. The tears started to flow. Ryan looked at me (tears flowing down his face) and said "He's beautiful!" I was given a quick glimpse before the pediatrician took him over to the bassinet to check him over. I watched as she checked him out and gave him a passing grade. And still I was crying.

They got him all cleaned up and wrapped up and let me have a few seconds of snuggle time to meet my sweet baby boy before they took him back to our room for more checks and to weigh him.
Then they handed him to his daddy who took him to meet the crew. So Dr. Holt finished closing me up while Ryan was introducing Parker to everyone who was there for his arrival - 3 sets of grandparents, Aunt Laura, Aunt Heather, Aunt Megan, Uncle Jason, Uncle Travis, and Pastor Karl. That scale reads 9 pounds, 11.5 ounces. Dr. Jatzlau (the pediatrician) poked her head into the operating room to let me and Dr. Holt know just how big this kid was. Upon hearing the weight, Dr. Holt told me that he was sure I'd made the right call when deciding to opt for the C-section rather than waiting and inducing in a few more days.

I was taken to recovery and everyone was kicked out of the room so I could finally meet my baby.

And thus started the most challenging, exciting, rewarding, trying, beautiful experience of my life - the experience of being a mommy. Parker's mommy. I was in love. And now, a year later, I'm still just as much in love with him as I was that day - January 3rd, 2008. Happy Birthday my little monkey. Mommy loves you today and always.

Firsts and Last

2008-12-20T21:02:00.008-06:00

So it's been awhile since I caught you all up on what's going on with us - I apologize for the delay. Things are getting busy with Christmas right around the corner and Parker's 1st birthday only 9 days after that. I'll try to clue you in on what's been happening with us (and I hope to not bore you too much!)

Parker survived his first Thanksgiving and of course wanted to eat everything that was on everyone else's plates. He's very fond of mashed potatoes, and we found out he thinks dressing is pretty darn good too. He wasn't real sure about the turkey, but since he is lacking in the teeth department we didn't give him ample opportunity to try that.

Speaking of teeth...THE COUNT IS UP TO 3! He has both of his bottom middle teeth and one of his top front teeth has broken through. We can tell that the other top front tooth should be breaking through anytime now. Preliminary findings suggest that Parker inherited his mama's teeth....sorry kid. We will start saving now for your braces.

Another first - Parker had his first haircut! We didn't cut a whole lot, April just mainly trimmed up the back and cut the long hair that was growing over his ears and driving me nuts. I knew at any time people would start coming up and saying "Aww, what a cute little girl you have!" I couldn't let that happen, so we opted for the haircut before the first birthday. He did surprisingly well for the event - I held him in my lap and let him play with my Blackberry and he sat still enough for April to give him a straight cut. Once he loses interest in that Blackberry I think we'll be in trouble...

Yet another first....Parker made his very first phone call on a REAL phone to a REAL person (not just that lady who comes on and says "You're call cannot be completed as dialed, please hang up and try your call again." - he has called that lady about a million times already). Nope, just the other day Parker dialed up a real person. He was playing with the phone and I saw that the screen said "Talk" so I took the phone from him as usual and hung it up. I didn't hear his lady friend's voice, so I hit redial to see just who he called (thought maybe he had hit Redial then talk). I found that Parker called the following number...91142876325648. Notice those first 3 numbers..... A mere 5 seconds later my phone rang, caller ID said "Fayette County". Yep, it was Mr. Dispatcher Man and he wanted to know if there was an emergency since 911 had just been called from this location. I laughed and apologized and said that my 1 year old son was playing with the phone and somehow managed to dial 911 and then hit "talk". He giggled and said that that is one gifted 1 year old. I apologized again and he told me to have a nice day. If Parker is dialing 911 when he's less than 1 year old....what the hell is he going to be doing when he's 4 or 5????

I only have one real "Last" for this post....Parker will be 1 in just a couple weeks. We think we may have possibly bought our LAST can of formula - HELL YEAH! We are certain we will soon be feeling the effects of our "raise"!

Here's a couple pictures of all the fun Parker had at Grammie's and Papa's house while we were housesitting for 2 weeks. He had LOTS of fun stuff to play in!

The girls also had a great time staying at Grammie's and Papa's...

Isn't this the cutest kid you've ever seen?? Don't you just want to give him everything he asks for??

Even with the world's worst case of bed head, the kid is freakin cute...

And finally, a little video. Parker has figured out how to clap all by himself, so now he does it all the time. The video is of the first time he did it.

Alrighty. Now you're all caught up. Hopefully I'll get time to post again before the new year! Merry Christmas everyone!
-Sarah

PRICELESS!

2008-12-17T22:19:00.003-06:00

This is WAAAAAAAAAY BETTER than monkeys riding motorcycles or even Dubya dodging a pair of size 10 loafers! (Sorry for the crappy quality, hope you can see it well enough to enjoy it... and yes, he was totally asleep!)

More to come...

Quick Update

2008-12-10T20:13:00.002-06:00

No folks, we have not fallen off the face of the earth. We are housesitting for Parker's Grammie and Papa while they are on vacation. So, I don't have my camera USB out here to upload pics or video. Look for a new update with new pics and maybe even a video next week when we are back at our own house!

Upstaged

2008-11-23T19:50:00.005-06:00

Hi everyone, it's Parker. I just wanted to post a real quick entry just to say that I'm a little teed off. You see, I am the oldest cousin. My cousin Landon is 6 months younger than me, and my cousin Annelise is still in my Aunt Laura's tummy doing some growing. Being that I'm the oldest, I should be the FIRST to do everything. Well NO....that darn Landon has upstaged me! I FINALLY got my first tooth a few weeks ago, and wouldn't you know it, now Landon has gotten not only his first tooth, but also his second tooth. And here I am, still waiting for my second tooth to poke through. It's not fair, I tell ya! Here is Landon getting all these teeth and he is still too young to eat real grown up food. I'm old enough for the steak and potatoes, but my mommy and daddy won't give me steak yet since I only have one tooth to try to chew it with. (But they do give me potatoes, and I do LOVE ME SOME POTATOES!) Well guess what Landon, I'm still bigger than you and can beat you in a crawling race any day!

You could probably tell from the last thing the kitties wrote that my mommy and daddy love to embarass me. Well, here is some more proof. If only I could dial the phone (and actually talk in grown up language), I would call CPS on these two in no time at all!

Mommy thought I was looking especially adorable this morning just sitting so patiently while she and daddy got ready for church. So she took a picture of me being such a good boy. I rewarded her with a tongue-filled smile for the camera.
I don't really have anything else to say today, and it's about my bedtime anyway, so I'll just leave you with a couple of movies of me.

Have you ever seen a kid go from perky to pissed off in a matter of seconds??? All my mommy and daddy have to do is give me my little 4-wheeler and BOY DOES THAT THING MAKE ME MAD! See....

Also, I found these new fun toys in the kitchen. Mommy keeps telling daddy that he needs to "baby-proof" them so I don't pull something out and end up hurting myself. I don't know what "baby-proofing" is, but I hope daddy never does it! Also, I am speaking in my secret Parker language in the video. No one will ever know what I am saying....

Alright people, I'm out for now. Happy Turkey Day to you all - hopefully these crazy grown ups will actually let me taste some!

-Parker

Monkey business

2008-11-05T21:15:00.005-06:00

Ok, we are convinced. Our humans have completely FLIPPED THEIR LIDS.

CAN YOU BELIEVE that humans PURPOSELY dress their miniatures up in get-ups like this?

Seriously, check out the look of despair in that poor kid's eyes.

But wait....it gets weirder. As if ONE small person dressed as an animal wasn't enough...a little while later we glanced outside and saw this.....

Yes, that's right, 2 small children dressed as animals. That's Parker's friend Mason, although if we were Mason we are sure we wouldn't be friends with Parker anymore if it meant having to get dressed up in a ridiculous outfit to get to see him.

AND THEN all 3 humans left for a while and we are told that while they were gone they found this.....That's a turkey, my friends. Parker's cousin Landon dressed as a turkey. Poor guy is only 4 months old and could not even effectively protest the madness.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE??? We are SO, SO, SO thankful that they didn't get ahold of any strange outfits in our sizes! We definitely would have been scarred for life.

So there's been a big to-do around here in the past few days because Parker FINALLY got a tooth. Well guess what people...we were BORN with teeth. That's right, 26 of 'em, in perfect working order. Did anyone make a big fuss about that when we were born? Nope. Absolutely not. When will you people learn that we cats really are superior to your species!?!? We don't have any pictures of the tiny tooth to share, because the little monster HATES for anyone to try to look or feel in his mouth. But we promise, there's a tooth there. One tiny tooth. Right there on the bottom. Whoopedeedoo.

That kid keeps us laughing though. He has learned to dance. That's all he does anymore. Music or no music, the kid is constantly dancing. We shot this video as proof. (Ok, so it is entirely possible that he is making a nice little present during the shooting of this video, but he never gave up the dancing in the process. Perhaps the dancing actually helped to "move things along" a little better??!?!) And yes, we realize that he is dancing on a pole. Keep your filthy jokes to yourselves (especially you, Uncle Cody, Uncle Jason and Uncle Russell).

Ok, that's all we got for this week.

Until next time,

The Weishuhn Cats

Making up for lost time

2008-10-29T20:47:00.007-05:00

Ok, so yeah, it's been a while. Life gets hectic. The days run out of hours. It happens.

Since the last post.....

Let me introduce you to my future daughter-in-law, Miss Harlee Dianne Hayek. Parker's little girlfriend was born on October 16th and weighed in at 6 pounds, 15 ounces. He is a little timid around her right now, but someday he'll open up around her, I'm sure!

This picture will someday be shown on the jumbotron at Kyle Field, when Parker starts for the Texas A&M football team. Whoop! ("Put me in coach, I'm ready to play...")

SATURDAY, OCTOBER 25TH: THE MAIN EVENT - PARKER vs. THE NIGHTSTAND It's fairly obvious who the winner was...

"V-Smile Baby?" no thanks. "Barney videos?" who needs 'em? "Tonka dump truck with jumbo legos?" BORING. "Toilet paper rolls?" NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN 'BOUT!

(apparently toilet paper also has opioid properties that serve to make a baby appear stoned out of his mind)

We grown ups got a much needed break from babyland on Sunday and headed to Houston to watch the Texans play the Bengals. The Texans won big (can't remember the score), and we had a great time just being grown ups with our friends!

Ryan, Ryan and Cody

Me, Laura and Karissa tailgating with Miller Lite before the game

We decided to try Parker's Halloween costume on him to make sure it would work for his very first Halloween. He tolerated it for about 2 1/2 minutes. I'll try to get some better pictures of our little monkey on Halloween.

Parker is learning how to wave "bye-bye" when someone says bye-bye to him. I got this short video of it. Sorry it's from behind him, but if he had seen the camera he would have been trying to eat the camera instead of waving. (he also gives you a sneak-peek at his mad dancing skills in the middle of the video. anytime you say "Dancy, dancy" he shakes his little booty and dances. The next Fred Astaire? Nah, probably just the next Ryan Weishuhn...poor kid. anyone who has seen Ryan dance knows what I'm talking about.)

AND FINALLY.... while downloading pics for this post I came across a pic of Parker from a year ago. I'll put it with one from now...my how he's grown! (cue sappy sentimental music, and get me a kleenex!)

Ok, that's all for now.
Until next time,
Sarah

Adventures in MEAT

2008-10-12T16:37:00.005-05:00

First of all, we'd like to say that we are still trying to adjust to having one little noise box in our house. Why, then, did Sarah insist on allowing THIS to happen a couple of weeks ago??

Yup, that's ANOTHER miniature person IN OUR HOUSE! I tried to give her the stare-down and intimidate her into leaving...it only made her more intrigued by me.

Her name is Ella, and she's one of Parker's girlfriends. He will have lots of girlfriends, since girls are the only thing that seem to be being born anymore. (Except for Parker's homeboys Mason and Landon, of course!)

Anyway, Sarah likes to call me a "bed hog" because I insist on sharing her pillow with her when she sleeps at night. I entered the room the other night to find THIS....that kid learns fast!

In no time at all we shall succeed in ridding that room of grown ups all together!

And yes, that clock in the background says 4:48. Yes, that is in the morning. Yes, the lady human and we felines were up at that time. And it was a Saturday morning. We have lost our damn minds.

So Parker is expanding his diet these days. He's now eating cheerios (he has only choked a couple times so far, so now they are being broken in half before he gets them), and has been introduced to the wonderful world of baby foods containing MEAT. We think they smell simply scrumptious. We think he disagrees. Here's what happened on his first experience with turkey with rice and mixed vegetables.

Stay tuned to future posts for his opinion of beef and chicken.

Well alrighty, that's all I have for now. I've been up and around for approximately 27 minutes now, so it's about time for another catnap.

Until next time,

Lexi Lou

OWWWWWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!

2008-10-06T19:37:00.004-05:00

Hi! It's me, Parker! My mommy told me that a friend of hers (who shall remain nameless, but she says her name rhymes with Schmecky Schmagarr) once tried to get rid of my Aunt Heather's cats by hiding them in a box while no one was looking. Since I wanted to speak my mind tonight, I decided I'd give her trick a try. I only have a little while before those cats break free and realize that I have hijacked their blog, so I'd better make this quick...

I AM A BIG, GROWING BOY! I turned 9 MONTHS OLD on Friday, and so today my mommy and my Grammie took me to Giddings to visit my girlfriend Dr. Amy. She always tells me I'm SO HANDSOME, and who could argue with her??? Sometimes Dr. Amy is not my friend, like when she makes me be still so she can look in my ears, or when she makes me open my mouth so she can look in there. I try to promise her that I am NOT stashing away food in either of those places, but she insists on looking anyway. Today the doctor told us that I weigh 23 pounds and 9 ounces and I am 28.5 inches long. I am such a pro at growing! Since I was born, I have gained almost 14 pounds and have grown 7.5 inches! If any of you little babies out there need tips on how to become big and strong, just hit me up! After I flirted with Dr. Amy for a while she left the room and sent in another lady. This lady does NOT want to be friends with me! First she made my mommy and my Grammie hold me down while she stuck a needle in my arm and pulled out some of my blood - OUCH! I protested as loud as I could, but she did it anyway! She says they are making sure my blood counts are ok and that I don't have high levels of lead in my blood. Apparently it's normal to torture babies like this when they are my age. When it was finally over, I was just beginning to calm down when she made them hold me down again. I knew this was going to be bad news when YOW! SHE STUCK A NEEDLE IN MY CHUNKY THIGH THIS TIME! This time she pushed some stuff INTO my skin instead of pulling blood out! I don't know why these people insisted on hurting me today! I cried for a little while, but was quiet by the time we got out to the car. I was so glad my mommy and my Grammie got me the heck outta that place!

My cousin Landon got baptized yesterday. I'm so glad HE was the one getting water dumped on his head this time! I remember when that man dumped water on my head and BOY WAS I MAD! Landon was NOT happy about the water either. Here's a picture, but you can't tell that he was crying.

My mommy hasn't taken any embarassing pictures of me lately, so I thought it may be about time to share some embarassing pictures of Landon. My Aunt Heather sent these to mommy today - they are of Landon's first day back at day care. After seeing these, I sure am glad that I don't go to a day care, because they do WEIRD THINGS there!

A couple of final things...I want to give a shout out to my new homegirl Reisy Day Janca, who was born last week Thursday. Mommy says she is SO CUTE and that I'll definitely like her when I get older. Now I am just waiting for my other girlfriend prospect, Baby Girl Hayek, to be born sometime very soon! And mommy says that she'd like all of you to pray for the family of her former boss and friend, Kelley Oliphint. Kelley passed away Sunday evening from brain cancer, and he was only 42 years old. He leaves behind a wife and a 10 year old son and TONS of friends.

I guess I'd better go let those cats out of the box now before they get a chance to plot their evil revenge against me!

Until next time,

Parker

The Blabber Mouth and the Belly Laughs

2008-09-26T17:43:00.004-05:00

I finally got a couple of new good videos of Parker. The first one is his new blabbering that his Aunt Megan says she didn't teach him, but I think she really did. Either she did or his Uncle Jason did. Parker has been doing this NON-STOP since he spent the day with those 2 crazy kids last weekend. (and close to the beginning of the video i can just picture him with heavy gold chains flung around his neck and a mohawk and spouting off "I pity tha fool who don't give me that camera!" The look of frustration and disappointment on his face is blatantly obvious.)

I have been trying FOREVER to get a good video of Parker belly laughing. It took his Grammie coming over today to get him to finally do it. He tends to squeal a little bit when he gets excited about something. And who would have thought that a pillow attack would be so funny?!?!

I FINALLY have a weekend off from school and work, so I'm off to do some relaxing!

Until next time,

Sarah

Aging and Accomplishments

2008-09-23T20:20:00.003-05:00

So it's been a little while since we updated, and in the interest of limited time and busy schedules, we will try to keep this one short and to the point. Here's what's been going on for the past week in our house.

The man human is getting OLD. Yesterday was his 30TH birthday! The lady human and baby human wanted to remind him that even though he's pretty ancient, he still can be a kid at heart, so they bought him something called a Playstation 3. Now the lady human thinks she may see a lot less of the man human helping out with the baby human, since he has a newfound obsession. Here's Parker playing with his favorite part of the present.

Last week the grown ups traveled to Corpus Christi so Sarah could do her clinical fundamentals check-offs and health assessment for nursing school. We are told everything went great and that she is now doing clinicals every other weekend at St. Mark's Medical Center in La Grange. So she's working there for 40 hours a week and doing clinicals there for 25 hours every other weekend. We're going to miss seeing her around. (but maybe since she won't be around that little fella won't be around as much either, and we can finally sleep in peace for once!)

Sorry this post is so short and uneventful...if anything exciting happens in our world in the next few days we'll be sure to update you!

Until then,

Lexi and Sadie

Please fasten your safety belt and keep your arms inside the vehicle at all times...

2008-09-14T20:39:00.004-05:00

Disclaimer: This will probably be a lengthy entry. Enter at your own risk!

WOW....WHAT A RIDE! This week has been a crazy rollercoaster and has convinced me that I am absolutely a Type A personality. I never realized just how much I favor organization and a schedule until this week. I went through a rollercoaster of feelings from day to day. Let me explain....

SUNDAY - feeling of the day: crafty

So for some reason last Sunday I had the urge to be crafty. I'm invited to a couple of baby showers and was tired of giving the same ol' gifts, so I decided to try my hand at making diaper cakes. Not too shabby, if I may say so myself! Here are the two that I have completed thus far...

Overall I thought this was not a bad start to my week.

MONDAY - feeling of the day: organized

On Monday I had my schedule for the whole week all worked out. I'd work Monday-Thursday, Ryan and I would travel to Corpus Christi on Thursday night, we'd stay there Friday night and head back to LaGrange Saturday evening. For those of you who don't know, I am currently working on my Bachelor's in Nursing degree in a self-paced, online program through Texas A&M Corpus Christi. The only thing standing between me and starting my clinicals is a quick trip to Corpus to meet with my instructor to a) do a medication administration check-off and b) do a head-to-toe health assessment on an adult "patient" (Ryan) from memory and complete the appropriate documentation afterwards. I've been nervous and anxious about the assessment for weeks, but finally I was feeling like I was prepared. So on Friday I'd do the medication check-off and have some practice time in the lab with my instructor on other nursing skills. Saturday morning we'd go up to the school and complete the assessment with documentation and get back on the road and be back in LaGrange by dinnertime.

Enter Hurricane Ike.

TUESDAY - feeling of the day: anxious

Tuesday started with me watching pretty much every single online news outlet and getting all of their predictions on what Hurricane Ike was going to do. They all agreed. Ike was heading straight for Corpus, but shouldn't get there until early Saturday morning. But wait, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN CORPUS EARLY SATURDAY MORNING. dammit. what now? several emails and phone calls later, me and my advisor decide that we can cram everything we need to do into one day. So Ryan and I will travel to Corpus Wednesday night, do my thing Thursday, and get out of town Thursday night while Ike is still out in the gulf, slowly churning towards land. Disaster averted.

WEDNESDAY - feeling of the day: pissed off

Still checking radar and various weather outlets frequently. Ike is not turning. Ike is strengthening. And still on course for Corpus. They are predicting a bad, bad storm. Yikes, should I reschedule my trip? I DON'T WANT TO RESCHEDULE MY TRIP! I WANT TO GET THIS MESS OVER WITH ALREADY SO I CAN START MY CLINICALS! Later in the morning I get an email from my advisor..."Sarah, I think we'd better reschedule. This looks too serious to mess with." Well sonofa....doesn't this beast of nature know that I FAVOR ORGANIZATION AND STRUCTURE??? Ok fine, he wins. I'll reschedule. I reschedule for this coming week Wednesday. We will travel to Corpus Tuesday night, do my thing all day Wednesday, and head back Wednesday night. YIPPEE!! MORE TIME TO GET ANXIOUS AND FREAK OUT AND WONDER IF I'M PREPARED! I LOVE MOTHER NATURE! To put it bluntly...Mother Nature, you are a b#*ch.

THURSDAY - feeling of the day: worried

Weather man said on Wednesday night that if Ike stayed on his current course the eye could be expected to pass directly over LaGrange Saturday afternoon. WHAT?!?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? A category 1 hurricane directly over my house. Neat. What else yet?? I call my mom and ask if I should be joining the rest of the crazies at the store stocking up on bottled water, flashlights, batteries and canned meat. She assures me that this storm is going to turn - they always do. I'm reluctant to believe her, but I do anyway. She's always right, after all. Yet still, I have an uneasy feeling the entire day. My house has flooded before, and it didn't take a hurricane to do it. I decide to just put batteries in the flashlights I have and finally take the weather radio I won in a raffle out of the box and put some batteries in it too. Bring it on Ike.

FRIDAY - feeling of the day: disappointed

I check the news outlets Friday morning to find out that Ike has, of course, changed his path. He's now headed straight for Galveston and Houston. But LaGrange is still predicted to get some tropical storm force winds and 2-4 inches of rain. Ok, that's fine. I'll take your wind and your rain. But did you have to prematurely ruin my trip to Corpus? Ryan and I end the night battening down the hatches and put Parker in bed with us just incase things turn ugly.

SATURDAY - feeling of the day: disbelief

Ryan and I wake up Saturday morning and look outside to see what kind of devastation we have been handed. And we see...NOTHING. NOT A DAMN THING. the ground is dry and there is a balmy breeze a blowin. That's all. Later in the day we get 10 sprinkles of rain and then the humidity jumps to at least 250% and the temperature soars to upwards of 160 degrees. Or so it seems. All of this preparation and anxiety and this is all we get. Ike....I HATE YOU.

SUNDAY - feelings of the day: lazy and forgetful

Parker and I went to lunch with my mom and stepdad and Heather, Russell and Landon. As we finish our meal I realize that I cannot find my keys. They are nowhere. We check and double-check the diaperbag, my pockets, the table, the car seat, the floor. They are nowhere to be found. I KNOW I brought them in with me - I had them in my pocket. and now they are gone. isn't that special? I go to the counter to ask if anyone has turned in a set of keys and I see them laying there. So i grab 'em and make sure they are to my car. They are. apparently they fell out of my pocket at some point. Finally we can leave. We go back to my mom's and spend a lazy afternoon watching a movie. Then we come home and are hanging out outside when Ryan's dad calls. "Just wondering if y'all are coming over here"..."over where?"..."To Katie's for Brynn's birthday party." CRAP!!! I TOTALLY FORGOT! I'm tellin' ya, if there is not an invitation hanging on my fridge i'm not going to remember the event. We throw together a diaper bag and i throw my hair in a cap (I look like total poop at this point) and we head to the party. We stay for a little over an hour before heading home to give parker his bath and get him to bed. Bathtime is always exciting in our house. Parker LOVES to make a mess. Here's some proof (this is NOT kiddie porn...please don't turn me in)

So here we are...ready to start another week...I think. This week I'll be praying for the strength to get through my Corpus stuff without going insane, and for all of those people who didn't fare so well with Hurricane Ike. Hope you'll be doing the same.

Until next time,

Sarah

just another day

2008-09-05T22:00:00.003-05:00

....it was a close call, but the young lad was able to narrowly and miraculously escape the grasp of the slime-slinging monster who attacked him out of nowhere....

.....and who would have thought that Pampers are not pleasing to the palate??

Parker-isms

2008-09-02T18:56:00.007-05:00

Well well....it's been quite some time since we updated, and boy, you humans sure do get impatient when a blog is not updated weekly like you expect it to be! Maybe you all should work while you are at work instead of checking up on us!

Things have been relatively calm at our place since we last wrote. Well, calm for us at least! The lady human has been STRESSING OUT over something called nursing school. The man human has been putting in extra hours at work. And the little human....he is EVERYWHERE! Although he's not walking yet, he has mastered the ability to crawl on all fours. We were able to do that within hours of our birth...it's taken him more than 7 months. Yet the grown up humans are in awe over this. We don't understand your kind....

A couple of things the kid has NOT figured out yet...what the heck he's supposed to do with a sippy cup, and how to cut a tooth. He will be 8 months old tomorrow (WHERE THE HECK DID THE TIME GO?!?!) and still hasn't a single chomper in that mouth of his. The grown ups think it may not be a bad thing if he never gets teeth, because surely a set of dentures is cheaper than braces are. And since Sarah had jacked up teeth when she was young, she's not holding out much hope that Parker's will be perfect (unless he happened to inherit his daddy's nice, straight teeth). And as far as sippy cups go....the poor fella has no clue what he's supposed to do with it. In the mouth, out of the mouth. Pour some on the floor. Chew on the bottom of the cup. Repeat.

Parker went to his first ever parade with the grown ups on Saturday for the Fayette County Fair. Here is a picture of him with his Grannie (Sarah's Grannie, so technically Parker's "Great-Grannie", but we don't call her that because it would make her seem old, and she is NOT old!)

Oh, and for the record, Parker's daddy made him wear the hat...
And here's a pic of Parker with his daddy after the parade was over.

We will leave you this week with several Parker videos of Parker just being Parker...enjoy the Parker-isms!

"PARKER THE SPEED RACER"

Up close and personal...

Who'da thought a kid with no teeth would love pickles so much???

Alrighty, that's all for this week. We will write more next week....maybe.

Until then,

Los Gatos

Can his energy be bottled???

2008-08-18T17:09:00.004-05:00

Howdy folks! I'm going to do a quick update this week and give the girls the week off. They have had a VERY busy day...full of lounging on the guest bed, trying to eat my church flowers from yesterday, eating, lounging on the guest bed, trying to eat the flowers, trying to eat the ribbon on a balloon left from my birthday, bathing, and trying to eat the church flowers. They have not been successful in eating the flowers though - I moved them to my bathroom and shut the door. I'm pretty sure they hate me for it.

I spent the day at home today with Parker because Cindy needed to go in to work and do some things. Parker's other Grammie was in Round Rock taking care of Landon while Heather had a teacher inservice which she tells me was an ABSOLUTE BLAST. So I took the day off and spent it at home with my little monster. After a full day at home with him, I am just spent. The kid has what is seemingly an endless supply of energy. I had to run a few errands while Ryan was home at lunch, and I'm beginning to wonder if Ryan didn't slip part of an energy drink into Parker's bottle that he gave him while he was here. Parker was up and ready to start the day at 6:15 this morning. This is NOT ok. I gave him a bottle, put him in bed with Ryan and I, and crossed my fingers and prayed that he'd fall back asleep. NO SUCH LUCK. He drank half his bottle and proceeded to climb over Ryan and I like we are his personal jungle gyms. So we got up. We were watching Barney at 7:30 this morning. There is something wrong with that picture! I could tell that by about 9 he was in need of a nap. Nope. I put him in his crib, left the room, and came back a few minutes later to find this...

This happened 3 times before I gave up on the idea that he'd go to sleep. It is now 5:19....Parker is FINALLY asleep in his crib, but he's only been that way for 20 minutes. This is the second nap he has had today. The first one lasted a whole 20 minutes. Let's hope this one lasts a little longer. The kid just has no interest in sleeping. He gets that from his daddy.

SONOFA....there goes the crying. I spoke to damn soon. GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!

OK, babysitter Barney is on it. That buys me a little time to finish this before he realizes I'm not in the room and gets very impatient with me. There's not a whole lot else going on with us right now. This week's video shows a couple of Parker's latest past-times - standing up and making noises. Yes, those noises you hear are him, and they are coming out of his mouth, not from another area. There is a constant chorus in our house of this noise coming from the little monster. Another of his favorite new activities....undoing the velcro from one side of his diaper. That's a fun one. So far he hasn't dribbled any "presents" throughout the house because of this new fun activity, but there have been some very close calls.

Alrighty, I'm about out of time. Any minute now I expect to be summoned from the living room. In conclusion I'd like to say that stay-at-home moms are a breed of their own and deserve an award for what they put up with all day!

Until next time...

-Sarah

The Many Faces of Parker

2008-08-11T20:27:00.005-05:00

We thought this week we'd share several pictures of the little person. These pictures show how the chunky monkey's personality is evolving. Here are some taken recently."Don't all kids put their sweet potatoes in their hair???"

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"I think I'd like to eat that camera..."

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"You can call me by my alter-ego's name...Toothless Elmer."

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"If I can just reach a little bit farther...."

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Toothless Elmer finds his toes.

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"How could anyone ever get mad at this face????"

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We felines of the house have been on edge lately. Look at the small guy's new trick...

With this latest development we are certain that we are no longer safe. In no time at all we will be a distant memory to our humans, as we will no longer make ourselves visible when that kid learns to walk. Even worse....what the heck do we do when he learns to RUN???

Here we are hanging out by the back door...praying that it falls off its hinges so that we can make our escape from the madness that has become our lives.

Ok, that's all for this time. No doctor's appointment for Parker at 7 months so no new stats to share. The kid is huge...take our word for it.

Until next time,

Los Gatos

THE SCREAMING HAS FINALLY STOPPED!!

2008-07-27T20:16:00.005-05:00

Howdy kiddos! Sadie here, bringing you this week's installment of the Weishuhn Cat Chatter. Boy has it ever been a rough week at our house. Parker was sick with a virus called herpangina, and it made every living being in our house COMPLETELY MISERABLE. The baby was overly fussy, had a fever, and didn't want to eat due to the blisters that were lining his throat. This went on from Sunday until Thursday. Finally Thursday night the little screamer slept through the night again, after 4 nights of waking up at least every 2 hours screaming bloody murder. Sarah and Ryan suffered from sleep deprivation for the first time in months, reminding them that they are nowhere near being ready for another newborn. What an excellent form of birth control this virus proved to be! Lexi and I tried to sleep through all the madness, but that was virtually impossible. When Parker is awake, EVERYONE is awake. We are all finally getting more rest again though, thankfully. We'd hate to get less than our standard 19 hours of sleep per day!

Since Parker is finally feeling better, he is back on the solid foods for the first time since Sunday. Sarah decided to chronicle the occasion with a short video of feeding time. This video makes it pretty obvious that Parker just LOVES peas (insert overly sarcastic tone here...).

And here are Lexi and I supervising the mealtime. (OK, so maybe it was just Lexi supervising. I was exhausted....so sue me.)

And here I am blocking the back door to make sure those smelly dogs don't get into my house.

Ok, so that's all for now. Until next time....

-Sadie Sue

She's all grown up...

2008-07-21T19:15:00.003-05:00

...and MARRIED! My little sister Megan got married on Saturday in what turned out to be an exciting and exhausting day. I won't write much tonight because I'm still tired from the weekend and have been battling a sick Parker for the past 2 days (he has herpangina, aka Hand, Foot and Mouth Virus). But I at least wanted to post a few pictures courtesy of Stephanie Parry (gracias Stephanie!). Hopefully I'll have more pictures sometime soon, even though my camera never left the friendly confines of my purse all day Saturday. (I'm HORRIBLE about taking pictures at important events!) Megan was an absolutely astonishing bride, and her handsome beau was beaming all day long! I love you guys and hope you are enjoying your time in Grand Cayman as I'm writing this!

Our little Meggy-poo getting ready.

The "Formerly Mueller" girls [this pic will serve as my motivation to a) grow my hair out, b)wear less eye makeup, c) work hard to drop about 15 pounds, and d) buy stock in sunless tanner]

They are married! Megan and Jason Demshar!

I'll let the cats take the reigns again next week, and hopefully they'll have some fun pics or video of Parker to share. This week he's just in no mood for pictures or videos (would YOU be in the mood if you had a fever of 103 and had blisters lining the inside of your mouth??)

Until next time.....

-Sarah

Our days as free cats are numbered

2008-07-07T20:16:00.009-05:00

Well we are finally back. It's been a while since Sarah really gave us the reigns and let us write what we want, but she's given us a chance tonight. But we'll try to keep it somewhat short and sweet, because we have several pictures and even a couple of videos to share.
The little person is now 6 months old. Longest 6 months of our lives, but the grown up humans say it has flown by. Perhaps if they just had to sit around and sleep, eat, and bathe all day they would feel like life was a little slower paced. Parker had his 6 month check up today and we have to say that we dread the day he is able to catch us. The kid simply WILL NOT stop growing! Today he weighed in at 21 pounds, 8 ounces, and is 27 inches long. So, since he was born he has put on about 12 pounds and 6 inches. He still ranks in the 95th percentile for weight, and is now in about the 85th to 90th percentile for length. His head circumference is also in the 95th percentile, so the kid is pretty much in proportion. No monster melons on that one! He got 3 shots at the doctor's visit today, but thanks to a precautionary dose of Tylenol he is currently lying in his crib babbling himself to sleep. The grown ups are trying not to rock him to sleep every night anymore, as this could lead to awkwardness once he becomes a teenager. We are pretty sure that by that time he'll be so big that he can rock his mommy and daddy to sleep. Plus, if someone happens to come over one night and Ryan is rocking a 13 year old in the rocking chair...CPS may possibly be called.

Anyway, Parker is VERY CLOSE to being able to crawl, at which point we will no longer be so visible or accessible. Already he can only be lured into scooting by a couple of things....a remote control across the room, or a cat across the room. Put one of those things within view of that kid and LOOKOUT! He can move at break-neck speed to get to what he wants. Ok, so maybe he's not THAT fast, but he really can move! Here's a video to prove our point. In this video you can see that the lure is a remote control (Thanks Sarah for not holding us down so he could catch us.)

Here are some 6 month pictures of Parker with the infamous monkey. That monkey looks smaller and smaller everytime they take a new picture of him with it! And it's getting a little harder for them to get Parker to sit still to take the monkey pictures. We found this pretty entertaining, so we are including several pictures that they ended up with after the whole ordeal.

And finally, back by popular demand.....here's another installment of "Parker's storytime"!

Until next time,

Los Gatos

New Beginnings

2008-06-26T18:37:00.009-05:00

Here he is!

LANDON REID MUESSE

Born Wednesday, June 25, 2008 at 6:44 pm

Weighing in at 9 pounds, 10 ounces

20 inches long

and on a separate note....if anyone can translate the following clip, i will pay you! (minimum wage, minus social security and taxes...)

Swimmy Swim Swim

2008-06-18T21:34:00.003-05:00

Well we're back. We let Sarah take the reigns of the blog last week, and she had to get all sentimental and sappy. We can guarantee you that you will NOT be hearing us being all sappy this week. Actually, we aim to keep it short and sweet this week, as we are spent following an earlier round of wrestling with each other on the bathroom rug. Here's what's been happening for the past week in our world....

We ate.

We slept.

We licked.

We pooped.

We fought.

We repeated it all.

Until next time.....

OH!!!!!!! YOU MEAN YOU WANT TO HEAR WHAT'S GOING ON WITH THE HUMANS??? Ok, we can take just a few minutes to fill you in.

Sarah was gone most of the day Saturday, Saturday night, and most of the day Sunday. Apparently she was at a bachelorette party for her little sister. We aren't quite sure what a bachelorette or a party is, but we'll assume it was a good time. She didn't come back feeling terrible like she used to do back in her college days after parties. Maybe she's finally grown up.

Sunday was Father's Day, and we'd like to send a shout out to our papa, where ever he may be. Actually, we are fairly certain that we have different papas, since we look nothing alike. And our mama, Mabel, was no stranger to the tomcats. So here's to you daddies...much love.

It was Ryan's very first father's day. He got a brand new pair of shoes. Only Sarah bought the wrong size. Go figure. They should be like us and just not wear shoes. And you know, they should also have their toe nails surgically removed like we did....it's only fair. When Sarah got home from her night out of town the family went to the Weishuhn's house for a hamburger cookout and some swimming, since it was apparently a scorcher outside. (They don't let us venture out there, so we 're not sure if it was as hot as they are saying.) Sarah's sister Megan joined them and they had an entertaining evening as the mini one had his first dip ever in a swimming pool. Ryan and Sarah snapped some pictures of the occasion for us to share with you.

Ok, so we don't have 5 month monkey pictures...we haven't motivated the humans to take them. Since we're closer to 6 months than 5 months now, we will just wait and give you 6 month pictures in a couple of weeks.

And stay tuned next week for some pictures of Parker's new cousin Landon, who is scheduled to make his debut on Wednesday of next week!

Until then....

The Cats

Blessed

2008-06-09T20:58:00.003-05:00

Hi there blog fans! I am giving the cats a break from the blog this week so I can share some of my personal feelings with my devoted readers. (all 7 or so of you!)

Several events have happened recently that have caused me to reflect on my current situation in life. All of this reflection has led me to a simple revelation...I AM BLESSED. Let me explain a bit...

Last week I called up my mom and I was just extremely exhausted from the responsibilities of being a wife, mother, employee, sister, friend and student. I complained to my mom at length about how I just needed a "baby break" and some time to myself just to relax. She wasn't her usual self. She didn't proceed to feel pity for me and offer to take Parker off of my hands for a bit. Instead, she explained to me what she had experienced in the prior 24 hours. It put my "problems" in a whole new perspective. First of all, my mom and John have some friends (I think they are actually relatives of John's) whose daughter is supposed to get married this weekend. The prospective groom found out very recently that he has a mass in his lung that the doctors are concerned about. So rather than celebrating with his new bride this weekend, he will be recovering from what is sure to be a terrifying and major surgical procedure that will be done sometime this week. The wedding is being postponed until the fall so that his medical issues can be taken care of immediately. This man is not even 30 years old (at least I don't think he is). To top it off, the bride-to-be's father is now having testing done to examine a possible spot in his lung. I can't even to begin to imagine the immense fear and uncertainty that this family must be experiencing right now. Actually, I can sort of imagine it. Last month my sister Laura had her appendix removed because her doctor found a tumor attached to it. The surgery was on Wednesday. We didn't get the biopsy results until the following Monday. Those 5 days were seemingly the longest of my life. I don't think God has ever heard from me quite as often as he did in those days. Thankfully, the biopsy came back showing favorable results - the mass was not cancer. Getting that news was almost more exciting for me than the day I found out I was pregnant with Parker. Our family has been touched by cancer numerous times, and to FINALLY hear that God had spared us this time was SUCH A RELIEF. Anyway, to continue with my mom's phone conversation with me...

The day after she heard this news about this family, she and John were out checking their cows when they found that one of the younger heifers, Bella, had delivered her calf. The calf was dead, and Bella was not doing well. John ended up having to put her down, which just broke our hearts. We had watched Bella grow up since she was a calf just a couple of years ago. To see one of God's creatures lose her life due to an attempt to bring a new life into the world was just heartbreaking. Yes, they are only a couple of cows. But the circle of life seemed chopped into pieces in that case.

Then today my sister Laura sends me a touching email and includes a link to a blog that she is a devoted reader of. This was my first time ever to hear of this blog. http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/ I found myself reading this family's story and just sitting in disbelief as I read about what seemed to be blow after blow that they were dealt. Yet, I was amazed and inspired. In spite of numerous losses in the family, the writer of the blog remains steadfast in her faith and surprisingly upbeat. And I thought to myself...."Here is a woman who has EVERY RIGHT to complain and to be mad at God. She has EVERY RIGHT to question God's very existence. She has EVERY RIGHT to be a non-believer and and to blame her misfortune on God, since there is seemingly no other way to explain her losses. Yet she remains steadfast in her faith and uses her experiences to minister to others." Unbelievable. And incredibly inspiring. I hope you'll take a minute to read her story if you have the time. I think you'll be inspired as well.

So today I have realized how incredibly blessed I am. I have my health. My family has their health. I have a husband who is an amazing companion to me and an even more amazing father to our son. I have 3 sisters who are incredible women and who are the best friends a girl could ask for. And I also have so many other friends who I know would be there for me at the drop of a hat if I needed them to be. And my parents...I can't even think of words to describe how blessed I am in this category. The guidance of my parents is my only explanation for how I have become the woman that I am. The weeks following the birth of my son convinced me that my mother must have superhuman powers, and that she is truly an angel sent to my family from God. I have the coolest in-laws around who are so willing to help out whenever we need them. I have a nice home, a stable job, and the 2 most awesome cats ever. But more importantly...I have Parker.

Parker is a miracle. Everytime I look at him I am completely amazed at how perfect he is. And yes, he does have his minor flaws (a potential third nipple, and seemingly a slight unibrow). But man that kid is amazing. Every single day he does something new to amuse me and to remind me just how incredible he is. He is my gift from God that I never knew how much I wanted. Everytime I look into those big brown eyes I completely melt and fall in love with him all over again. Even when he is fussing and screaming, I am completely amazed. God gave him this perfect little body, those perfect little lungs, his pefect, strong voice to express his feelings. God gave him those cute little cheeks and those chubby thighs. God gave him his bubbling personality that I get to watch develop every day. And God gave him to me. Of all people, He chose ME to be Parker's mommy. And I couldn't be more excited about that. I only hope and pray that someday my sisters will get to experience the joys and perils that being a mommy brings. (Heather is well on her way!)

Just a couple of pictures this week. I just took these earlier tonight. I often find myself going into Parker's room when he's asleep just to "check on him." More realistically, I'm just staring at him in awe of how beautiful he is and how incredible he is. And...he makes me laugh. His sleeping position is an interesting one that only gives me a smile everytime i see it.

Yep, that's his little butt hiked straight up in the air.

So the cats will be back next time with 5 month pictures of Parker and whatever other witty banter they come up with. Until then, count your blessings and give thanks for all you've been given!

Love,

Sarah

Losing their lunch

2008-05-29T20:55:00.003-05:00

Yeah yeah....so it's been more than 2 weeks since we updated. But we have a very valid excuse. You see, we can only update when Sarah has time. Since we lack the opposable thumbs that are necessary for typing, we must wait until Sarah is available and then we dictate our blog and she types for us. And recently, there has been waaaay too much going on in our house to bother Sarah with typing our blog. Let us explain...

Humans are a sickly breed. If one gets sick, they all get sick. And this time, they all got sick. Very sick. Disgusting sick. It started with the man human. Last week he came home several days feeling icky and saying he had a fever (although...now that we think about it, we never once saw them put that thermometer in his nether-regions to take his temperature like they have to do to us and that small person). This overall feeling of grossness went on for a few days - it came and went in spurts. Then Saturday the mini-human threw up all over his Grammie. We mean BIG TIME threw up. Ok, so we weren't exactly there to see it, but we heard about it, and we are pretty sure it was massive. But after that the little guy was fine. Then, on Sunday evening, that man human had a fever of 103. That's pretty high for a person, so off to the emergency room the adults went. No, no...they didn't leave the small one with us. They took him to his Grammy's house while they were gone. An hour (and several tylenols and ibuprofens) later, the man human was diagnosed with a virus and was told it would run its course. And it sure did run its course. It practically ran all over the house and around the neighborhood and even seemingly throughout the town. Monday morning the lady human wasn't feeling so swell, and then came the explosions. The stomach bug hit her hard, and she spent the entire day hovering over the human litter box. We won't go into details here, but just let us say that it was not pretty, nor did it sound pretty. The mini-human was sent packing to stay with his Grammy so he wouldn't get sick. Monday night, the man human caught the bug. The adults were lying in their bed, each with a barf bucket conveniently located next to the bed, in case of emergency. (The human breed refuses to just spew on the floor....we don't have a problem with it). Tuesday was a little better, but both adults stayed home from work to try to recover. Tuesday night the mini-human came back home and the grown ups were so happy to see him! Wednesday Sarah was still feeling under the weather, so she stayed home another day. Parker had to go stay with his Grammie because his other Grammy had now caught the infamous virus! There was just a whole lotta puking going on!

So finally today things are back to normal. Everyone is back where they normally are - work, the sitter's house, or snoozing on the furniture (that's where we normally are). We have no pictures to share this week, because we figured you probably wouldn't be so excited about pictures of people laid up with a stomach virus. We will try to find some interesting things to take pictures of for next week's post.
Until next time...
-The cats

The Mess Hall is officially OPEN FOR BUSINESS

2008-05-13T20:11:00.007-05:00

Our house is filthy. Yes, it is partly our fault (but can we really be blamed because nature causes us to shed ungodly amounts of hair in the spring?), but that little chunkers is really the one to blame. The Mr. and Mrs. started giving him food off a spoon this week, and boy is that child disapproving! He hasn't quite figured out yet what the heck he is supposed to do with a spoon, or if he is supposed to like the taste of the stuff that's on it. So instead of trying to swallow what is forced on him, he spits at least three quarters of it right back out onto himself and anything or anyone sitting within 12 inches of his face. And yes, we have the proof....here are some pictures of the first spoon feeding adventures.

"Are you guys kidding me?? This is NOT a funny joke!"

As of now they are only giving the little guy cereal mixed with formula or apple juice. Next week they may try to venture into Veggie Land. Oh, and they FINALLY took the 4 month pictures of the chunk. Here they are compared to the others.

In other news, Sarah's little sister Megan graduated from a place called Texas A&M University on Saturday. They had a party. We weren't invited. We are getting SICK AND TIRED of always being overlooked. Just you wait...one of these days we will puke on the carpet enough times that someone will FINALLY start taking us seriously....yeah, one of these days....

Until next time,

Los Gatos

Growing like a weed

2008-05-06T20:15:00.005-05:00

Here we go again...being forced to take time out of our busy schedules to write about life in our house. Don't these people know that grooming, sleeping, and eating are MUCH more important than keeping everyone informed about what that little noise box is up to now??? For example, here is what we were doing when Sarah came and told us it was time to update the blog...can't she tell we are EXTREMELY busy??Anway....here's what's been going on lately. Parker turned 4 months old on Saturday. Who cares? We turned 6 years old last month and no one so much as gave us a little kitty treat, or perhaps even a little play mouse (you know, the kind with the real mouse fur...we love those things!) But like we say over and over again, we don't matter anymore. Can't you see the looks of desperation in our eyes in the picture up there?

Parker had his 4 month check up on Monday and that kid is just a monster. He is now tipping the scales at 19 pounds and is 26 1/4 inches long. The doctor said that he's in the 95th percentile for both weight and length, whatever that means. After a thorough inspection everything else with the kiddo was perfect. We hear that then it was shot time. We don't like shots, so we can only imagine that the mini-human wouldn't like them either. He fussed a little bit when they got him home, but for the most part he has just been his usual self. The doctor said that the grown up humans can start giving the baby human some "solid" foods now, we guess that means they are going to start giving him some of our cat food. Once again, we fall by the wayside. Look for pictures in upcoming posts of the first "spoon-feeding" encounters...

We know we promised Parker's 4 month monkey pictures, but the grown ups are procrastinators like we are, so they haven't exactly taken it yet. We will force them to do it so we can post it next week.

In the meantime, please enjoy some pictures of the 2 most glamourous creatures ever to walk the face of the earth...

Me in my "gimme some lovin" position.

Where's Lexi?.............................HERE I AM!!

The evil death glare....................and helping rock Parker to sleep.

Ok, so maybe not EVERYONE will think that we are the most glamourous creatures on the face of the earth, but those people are fools! Just to please our faithful readers, we will throw in a couple pictures of that little Chunker for good measure. We aim to please.

Parker with his new favorite - Barney............. Parker in his new seat.

Ok, enough for now. Stay tuned next week for adventures in spoon feeding...

-The cats

Life's Lessons

2008-04-28T08:49:00.005-05:00

Hi...Sadie here. Lexi and I are being exceptionally lazy these days, so it's been more than a week since we updated this blog. I didn't want to do it now, but my bully of a sister kept biting my ear until I gave in and said I'd do it. She bites on my ears a lot lately. I don't know why she hates me so much. She starts licking me like she's trying to love on me and give me kisses (or a bath), and then she just chomps right down on my ears. And then it's on. We run all over the house chasing each other and rolling each other around on the ground until there are clumps of our hair blanketing the floor all over the house. Anyway, enough about that.

I wanted to share a few lessons I have learned since the arrival of the little human. I hope this helps all you other cats out there who are facing the same life changes as Lexi and I have been experiencing.
1. When a mini-human comes along, cats are no longer the center of attention. You've fallen by the wayside. Take a seat and get used to it.
2. Baby poop smells a lot worse than a litter box. Yes, it is possible for something to smell worse than a litter box.
3. Crying excessively will not get cats what they want. It works for a baby, but not for cats. Go figure.
4. Do NOT assume that shrunken beds and stuffed toys are for the cats. Sleeping in the bed and playing with the toys will only end in disaster. Take my word for it.
5. Don't even bother planning an escape. Lexi has tried this numerous times. It always ends with her being caught after only making it a few steps out the door (usually she's caught by the tail). There's just no escaping the madness.
6. Throwing up small batches of partially digested cat food in various spots on the carpet WILL get you additional attention. However, it is likely NOT the kind of attention you are seeking, unless you are seeking the "screaming at you and swatting you on the butt" kind of attention. So don't bother wasting your time, or your lunch.
7. Bask in every moment of silence you can get. They are few and far between.
8. Holding out on making friends with the little person will not do you any good. Chances are the little loud mouth is not going anywhere. Might as well get used to it and try to make the best of it.
9. Waking the grown ups at ungodly hours during the night, whether for attention or for a refill of the food bowl, is not taken well by the grown ups, especially after they just got the baby sleeping through the night. They will NOT get out of bed just to love on the cats or fill the food bowl. You'll have to wait it out until the morning, if they are not still mad at you for waking them up in the first place.
10. Running water is FAR BETTER than water sitting in a bowl. Ok, so that one has nothing to do with the arrival of the little fella, but I thought I'd throw it in anyway. You should insist that the humans give you running water out of a faucet several times a day. In fact, refuse to drink the water out of the bowl. They will either oblige, or you can try knocking over any cups of water that they may leave sitting around until they get the point and start turning the faucet on for you when you request it.

News about the mini-human....he has been CONSTANTLY rolling over for the past week or 2. The grown ups cannot keep him on his back anymore. As soon as they put him on his back, he immediately rolls onto his belly. And, he has slept through the night every night for a week now. We are all crossing our fingers that this continues and becomes the norm.

Here are a few recent pics of what's going on in Parker's world.

He's got his blankie and his thumb...LIFE IS GOOD!

Helping his daddy sort through the bills...

...and 5 minutes later, he's spent. Those bills are so exhausting!

Look for 4 month pictures of the little guy next week. And maybe we'll throw in some pictures of ourselves for good measure.

Until next time....
-Sadie Sue

Biding our time

2008-04-18T07:50:00.003-05:00

Sarah tells us we must update the blog this week....we are certain we'd rather be sleeping. But we'll oblige. After all, we DO need someone who has opposable thumbs to continue filling our food bowl for us.
It has been a fairly uneventful week in our house. Last weekend the humans left for the afternoon and evening on Saturday. They went to a place called Weimar to take some pictures and have dinner with Parker's Grandpa Roy and Grandma Diane. Sarah told us to tell you that if you want to look at the pictures they are available for viewing for a limited time at http://www.dianemuellerphoto.com/. (Once you're at the page, click on "Client Proofing", then on "Click here", and finally on the "Ryan, Sarah and Parker" option). They said they were "family" portaits....last time we checked we were members of the "family", but we guess we just are no longer important enough to be included in the pictures. Oh well...at least it saved us the trauma of having to be crammed into that stupid carrier that they throw us in when they force us to go for a ride in the car.
Sunday Sarah went shopping with her friend Jessica. She brought us such a neat new toy! They call it a "baby play gym"...we call it our new pallet. Sometimes they put that small person on it so he can coo and kick. But when they are not here, IT'S ALL OURS! It's so nice and soft and has all of these neat little toys hanging from it that are perfect for us to bat at. I'm not sure why they keep putting Parker on it, we are pretty sure it is meant for us only!
Parker has been feeling a little crummy this week again, apparently. Sarah says he is congested, and he's been sleeping with a little machine in his room that puts out wet air. I think they called it a humidifier, we call it stupid. What good does it do to have a mist of moist air blanketing you while you are trying to sleep??? We don't get it. Oh, and that's another thing, that kid has FINALLY started sleeping in his own room. We are SO HAPPY, because now we can sleep in our normal spots in Sarah and Ryan's room and not have to be bothered with that baby crying and waking us up mulitple times at night. Now when he cries, they bring him in the room only for a few minutes, and then they take him back to his room. We love it!
Well, catnaps are calling. Until next time...

If it seems too good to be true...

2008-04-08T07:13:00.011-05:00

...it absolutely is. There's no "probably" about it.

We THOUGHT that we had finally succeeded this weekend - we had FINALLY saved our house from that pesky human infestation that has been bothering us for nearly 4 years now. Little did we know, it was only a temporary reprieve and they would soon return - all of them - even that miniature one. All of the humans left this weekend. Sarah and Ryan went to some party called Chilifest, and that little one went and stayed with someone called Grammie. We were absolutely thrilled that we could finally have some peace and quiet around here, it was just too bad that it was so short-lived.

The little fella got sick last week. He had his first fever ever. Sarah realized on Thursday afternoon that he felt pretty warm, so she took his temperature...rectally. YIKES! We can definitely feel Parker's pain on this one, since every time they drag us to our doctor he sticks that little rod somewhere that it shouldn't be and it is oh so uncomfortable! We think the whole situation was probably more uncomfortable for Sarah than it was for Parker. She learned that if you have to take a baby's temperature rectally, you should wait until AFTER that baby has just made a poopy diaper. She ended up with projectile poop all over her hand, and realized that putting that thermometer in Parker's pooper was like supplying the spark to a loaded cannon - STAND CLEAR EVERYONE! Anyway, Parker's temperature was 100.6 so he got to go see Dr. Jatzlau on Friday. She said that he had something called a sinus infection so she gave him some medicine to take for 10 days. We are pretty sure he is already feeling better, because he's not screaming nearly as often or nearly as loud as he was when he didn't feel good.

That small human turned 3 months old last week. We don't see what all the hooplah is about though - we turn 6 years old this month and no one is making a big deal out of that. But we are old news now. Anyway, every month Sarah and Ryan take a picture of Parker with this ridiculously huge monkey to show how he has grown. Here's this month's, along side of the one from one month and two months.

We are throwing in this extra picture of that small person because we think it is funny. Not sure what that face is all about - perhaps he is having flashbacks of the temperature taking...

Until next time...

Babes in Toyland

2008-04-01T21:30:00.004-05:00

Hi there! Lexi here...I thought I'd write a quick post by myself while Sadie licks herself in the other room. I just have to say that this new baby thing is actually turning out better than I had originally thought. Since the new little guy has arrived, my supply of toys has more than quadrupled! You'd think I died and went to kitty heaven! There are SO MANY toys in that little boy's room, and they are ALL MINE! I don't have much use for the small ones though, I just like the big ones. I love to rearrange the house with the baby's stuffed animals. Those grown-up humans had the little human's room decorated so nice and everything arranged so perfectly...here's how they had it set up.

Notice how my stuffed animal friends are arranged so nicely on the left in front of that fake tree (I know it's fake, I can't climb it). Well, I decided today while the people were gone that there was a much better place for those animals, so I took it upon myself to move them. I was sure Sarah and Ryan would be so glad that I helped them to put things in their place.

Don't you think they look amazing there in the middle of the floor in Sarah and Ryan's room? I KNOW I DO! I dragged them there myself today, from the baby's room to the grown-up's room next door. It was quite a task, but I knew I would be well praised for it....BOY WAS I WRONG. When Sarah got home from work she noticed my handy work and didn't so much as even scratch my back for it! She picked up my toys and put them back on the crib! HOW DARE SHE! Then she and the baby human went into the living room and rested for a while. Don't worry....while they were resting I put my animals back where they rightly belong...the blue dog I put on the floor in Parker's room, and the lion I put in the middle of the hallway. Surely she would notice my skills for rearranging and give me some praise then...BUT NO! Once again, she picked them back up and put them back on the crib. Hmph!! Ungrateful humans! We will see what tomorrow brings....muwahhhahahahaaa!

-Lexi Lou

Rollin' with the homies

2008-04-01T08:53:00.002-05:00

Good morning all. I know we said this is going to be a weekly blog, but the lady human was so surprised by something this morning that she got us all in a tizzy so we decided to write about it. The miniature person had one of his loud fits early this morning at about 2:30, much to our dismay. We tried to sleep through it but he was definitely trying to wake the dead. Anyway, after about 20 minutes of rocking the little guy, Sarah got him back to sleep and put him back in the bassinet on his back, like the doctor said to. When she got up before the crack of dawn at 5:30 (as usual), she went to check on the little man, and that little booger was snoozing sleep and sound ON HIS TUMMY. Apparently sometime during the night he decided he was bored with back sleeping so he just flipped his chunky self right over and snoozed on his belly for the rest of the night. They tried to blame us cats, because most strange happenings in the house are our fault, but we were both sacked out when Parker did his little flipperoo, so the fingers could not be pointed at us. Anyway, the man human finally left this morning and took the little noise box with him, so it is time for a catnap here.
Until next time....

Here to Stay

2008-03-31T22:08:00.000-05:00

Well, things sure have changed around here in the past few months. We are no longer the center of attention in our house...mom and dad brought home this interesting little fella 3 months ago and they haven't sent him packing yet. We are pretty sure he is a miniature human, and the folks keep calling him Parker, so we guess that's his name. Sometimes they call him "baby" or "Parkie Poo" or even "P.P." (the man human, Ryan, uses that one...we think it is ridiculous). Anyway, that little fella sure does make a lot of noise. We will be sleeping oh so soundly when all of a sudden out of nowhere we are awakened by this horrible noise. It doesn't sound like a meow, hiss, or a growl, and the grown ups have called it "crying", so we guess maybe that's what it is. But within a few minutes Sarah and Ryan have it under control and it's right back to sleep for us (and sometimes for them too, at nighttime at least). When the grown up humans leave our house, they always take that little person with them, so we get to FINALLY enjoy some peace and quiet and catch up on our much needed and well-deserved 20.5 hours of daily slumber.

The humans were gone a lot this past weekend. We heard them talking a lot about Parker's baptism, whatever that means. Apparently they get someone called a pastor to say some words and pour some water on the baby's head ON PURPOSE! WHY ANYONE WOULD WANT WATER DUMPED ON THEIR HEAD ON PURPOSE IS BEYOND US! Those humans can sometimes be a foolish breed, but they think this baptism thing is pretty important, so we are ok with it. We heard that Parker screamed when the water was poured over his head - now THAT we can relate to! Here are a couple of pictures from the occasion...

Well, we are way past our bedtime and we MUST have our beauty sleep, so look for more from us soon. For now, keep on keepin on.