Hello! Regular work day for me, but I hope all of you who are having family time/turkey days have a grand time.
I haven't posted in a few days but did read back. And I've kept starting to post but being interrupted before the third sentence and just having to shut the puter down.
I was rooting for the cat, yay cat!
(And rooting for you, Maia!


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I have not as an adult been responsible for a pet larger than a hamster. Mostly . My family were not really responsible pet owners when I was a child and I have been needing to make sure that it would be different for me. So far so good. I have found my self imagining while reading this thread the feel of a largish dogbody snuggled up next to me. Sorta like how I used to "feel" my babies around me before I got pg.
So sorry that Roo and Lucas aren't feeling well

Hope a day of rest clears issues up for them.
Had a lovely moment lately. One of my charges is in K half days and just had a parent teacher interview. This little guy has been with me since he was a baby, and has always gotten to all of his developmental milestones just under the wire -- spoke latish in a very verbal family, didn't see the point of holding a crayon properly until right before K started, etc. Well it was a glowing interview, apparently, and I got a big thanks from the happy and relieved parents for preparing him so well for school on all fronts. I didn't do anything special, we just hung out and played -- very unschooly. But I love him and I'm proud of him, too. I love that his parents see me as having a stake in how he's doing.


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singin angel, my kids have a relationship with "daddy in the phone" too. He's away for work most weeks during the week. It does suck.
There has been some talk of a work promotion for my dh and us moving to a small town a couple of hours away. *Very* ambivalent about this -- I'd be moving away from (feels like I should say `bailing out on') family and friends that I don't want to leave.
But last night I found myself looking really closely at this print I never liked but that dh has insisted on having up on the wall of our bedroom forevah, of a country house by a lake with a great big barn and lilac trees. I was brushing the dust off the frame and fell asleep imagining what the floorplan of that house in the country might be like....never before in the fifteen years we've had that picture thought of opening that door to that country house/country life and walking inside.
Block play is over and small boys are approaching me with books so I have to go.
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