June 30, 2008
June 14, 2008
I had to put my cat Poopie of 17 years to sleep this weekend. He had renal failure and had become increasingly worse. It was one of the hardest things I've ever done. For some insane reason I thought now that I have 3 kids that when the time did come that Poopie died, I would deal with it better.. I know... retarded.
When I got back home from the emergency vet clinic, the girls were in bed crying (with Kenny) and had a million questions. Kenny of course couldn't get out of bed fast enough (all that emotional stuff). Ellie's biggest concern was how did the angel get into the clinic to take Poopie to Heaven. Did he (the angel) use the front door like we do or did he come through the wall. Madelyn, my deep thinker wanted to know if Kenny and I were going to die before she and Ellie (BRUTAL!!). All the while I just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep. It sucked..
I had Poopie since his birth, and before that had I had his mother. I always get asked why I named him Poopie. He was just such a mush... followed me around room to room since he could walk, and didnt care if you were hanging him upside down, as long as you were touching him. He was the most loving cat... and I will miss him terribly.
June 6, 2008
Ellie Kate just turned 4. She wanted a Princess/Swim party and a castle cake... I stayed up until 4:45 am making her birthday cake. When she awoke that morning and saw the cake, there were two things she wanted to know.
1. Where was the princess that lived in the castle - I told her she was inside the cake and that we would eat her later (kidding) I did tell her she was inside the castle
2. Where were her real wings? (that she had asked for months ago). I told her only birds, bugs and butterflies get real wings and can fly. She was very disappointed and devastated.
Despite the let down over the wings, we had a great time, all of her cousins were there. They played in the water, sprayed everyone with the sprinkler, played in the bubbles and made tiara's.