Feeling kinda jealous...

Every day I read new blog entries about the new cute things about this baby or that. My baby learned to roll over, my baby sits in sink, my baby smears butter on her legs, on and on and on. I love these entries. I think they are adorable and I look forward to the time in my life when I get to journal my babies cute new habits. I actually find myself feeling a little twang of jealousy when others talk about their babies. It is that time in my life, dangit. In the meantime I will fill this space with bragging stories of how stinking cute my cat is. Every day he does some new quirky strange thing and makes me laugh until I fall on the floor. Here is some evidence. I'm glad to have a furry friend to make me smile!



I was fixing my hair and Butter decided that sitting in the sink would be a good way to watch...?



This is a baby bouncer I got free from work. Butter fills the void nicely, keeping Thomas company when he does homework.



Butter enjoys hopping into the dryer when I am trying to get out the clothes.



Hidey Butter. He likes to sit up on the hutch above our bed and look at us. One day I walked in and he ducked his head, guilty like. Then I ducked my head, and he ducked his more, then more. It was hilarious, this little creepy Butter game!