(Mom update: Dad told me mom might actually have severe bronchitis instead of pneumonia. She coughs so much she can’t sleep, so hopefully they have her on the right medicine. Thanks again for your prayers.)
Ok, on to the post. Yes, it’s another cat one, but cut me some slack – I have a very boring life.
In preschool we have journals: three-prong binders filled with papers that the children draw a picture in and then dictate their story. Cayden is a boy who really doesn’t like to work in his journal, but I asked him to draw a picture of Shirley, his cat. (By the way – Best. Cat Name. Ever.) He perked right up and drew a circle for Shirley’s head with radial lines out all over as whiskers – which I deeply regret not photographing for this post – and we swapped cat stories. ‘Shirley gets chased by Duke, but runs away through a hole that’s a square. He doesn’t know why she’s so fast.’ (See, Cayden? That is gripping journalism right there. Keep it up, buddy.)
I shared with him that Wally likes to steal straws out of cups if you don’t put them away when you’re done. (Ever since the cats made their visits to preschool, they have become local celebrities/legends. In fact, Cayden and Evie like to play ‘Wally’ early in the morning. They crawl around on the floor and bat at stuff asking, “Is this what he does? Is this it?”)
Cayden didn’t quite understand what I was talking about, so I pulled out my pocket paper and drew a little sketch.
I also sometimes show them videos of the cats in the early morning before breakfast. Cayden, this one’s for you – right out the cup! Such gall: