4:00 am Phelan wakes, pees in the potty (yay!) and doesn't go back to sleep. I take him back to his room and sit on the futon in there (and doze as much as I can) and try to get him back to sleep. He plays, cries, fusses, says "I want to go downstairs." a hundred times. I am firm and do not relent till 6:30 when I hear my husband getting up for work and Cleo waking again.
So, I'm grumpy already.
Then Rick tells me that Jill (our 46 year old roommate) has taken my car (with the carseats in it!!!) to work (she works nights at a hotel) because her's wouldn't start.
I don't like her driving my car. We only have liability on it as most of the week it sits in the driveway and only does local trips. Plus, the CARSEATS! She should have been home by 8am but didn't get home till 10:30.
Her cats attacked my peacock feather smudge fan that I made about 6 years ago because they didn't have food again. I told her the next time they attack my fan because they don't have food I'm putting them all outside. They are indoor cats even though they want to be outside.
Yesterday it hailed, and I mean it hailed really hard!! Here is a pic of Phelan playing in it a bit. He thought it was really fun, but did not like how cold his hands got. Then I gave him the idea to use a shovel. ;)
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