Baseball Games and Homecomings

Well, this has been an amazing weekend.

Friday night we went over to mom and dad's house for dinner. Will played with Grandma and Grandpa for a long time, and when it was time to go to bed he didn't want to got to sleep. So, we ended up heading home earlier than we normally would.

We got home around 10 pm. When I walked into the house from the garage I could hear meowing and I looked around to see if one of the cats was crying. I noticed that both Butters and Doofey were sitting in the living room by the front door.

That's when Paul came in through the garage door and excitedly told me to go open the front door.

I opened the front door... and there was Pippen!!

We almost couldn't believe it. She came right into the house and went straight to her food bowl. I was so happy that I snatched her up and just cried into her fur. She must have been glad to see us too, because all Friday night I kept having to move her off of my head so that I could sleep.

I took her to see the vet on Saturday to make sure that she was all right after being gone for a month. The vet gave her a good once over and said that other than being dirty and having lost weight she was in good condition. We got all of her vaccines updated and came home with a dose of flea and tick medicine for all of the cats, just in case.

She's settling back in nicely. The only problem is that she isn't used to Doofey so she hisses at him. Butters has also started hissing at him on and off again. Poor Doofey will just have to re-establish his place in our family. (I can't believe that we now have 3 cats!!)

Sunday was also a great day. We went to Paul's company picnic and it was at the Bee's game this year. This was Will's first baseball game. He did really well considering he's 1 1/2 and you do a lot of sitting at the game.

Here's some pictures of his first baseball experience.

Eventually he got tired of sitting in the stands and Paul took him out in the grassy area behind the back field. I had never been to the Bee's field either, and I was glad that they had areas where little kids could roam freely.

Overall this weekend has reinforced my belief that God takes care of small animals and little children.

Red Sox Boy

For Christmas last year Aunt Erin bought Will a Red Sox onesie and bib. I had her get it in a 24 month size because I thought that would be about right by the time that baseball season was here. Unfortunately, he slowed down a bit on the growth spurts and he is just now getting big enough to wear it.

It was so cute that I figured some pictures were in order. The only cruddy thing is that I didn't get the CD this time so the only way that I could post copies was to download them, and they are really small. Hopefully everyone can see them.

The last shot was a bit weird because we were trying to get one of the cute baseball on his butt. Oh well, that will be the one that we use to embarrass him when he brings home friends. :-)

Doofey

Well, we had a long talk about it and decided that our little family wasn't complete without another kitty. So, we made a trip to the county shelter and found a cute little boy to bring home.

His name is Doofenschmirtz... but we call him Doofey for short. (For all of you without kids this name is from a cartoon on Disney channel called "Phineas and Ferb". Paul is a big fan.)

He's only about a year and a half old, which makes him about the same age as Will. The great thing is that they will be able to grow up together, and since Doofey has never had a bad experience with little children he feels comfortable playing with Will.

Here are some photos of them playing with the kitty toys last night. Will carries the stick part and lets the toy drag behind him. Then Doofey runs up and pounces on it. They kept each other entertained for a good half an hour, which in the world of toddlers is an eternity.

After a while Doofey got tired of chasing Will and had to have a rest.

He's a real snuggler, but he has decided that my side of the bed is his and protests whenever it's time to move out of my way.