bonbean01
Herd Master
Sorry about Charlie 




(That is a word I think my grandpa made up. He used to say it urgently an clap his hands to emphasize to us young'uns that we should hustle.) I loved that grumpy old man! My twins were named after the 2 grandpas that I had pass away on me during the time I was pregnant with them. I told everyone that I knew my grandpas were in heaven playing a royal joke on me....... and totally enjoying it! Well I got them back. Now they have namesakes!
Lucky them! 
OK so the officer comes up to my window, hears babies crying and shines his light onto the unused baby safety seat in the back. Shocked, he asked if I have a baby in the car and where it is. I tell him that I have kittens in my shirt. I had folded the end of my shirt up like a little kid to hold the babies safely til I could get then home. He double checks that I don't have a human baby and I tell him I just found these babies and I happen to have the milk they need at home. He let me go. So I get home, feed them, put them up happy and warm and get back to the Park. Now there is a couple in the parking lot screaming at each other. I just stay there for a few minuter. My van had been acting up lately. Battery issues. Not wanting to start all the time, nor recharging properly. So I take advantage of the time to be sure lights, radio everything is off. I go inside and DH is upset that I took so long. I apologize, we have a decent evening. Then when we go to leave, the van is dead. He loses it. Normally he is pretty mellow but for some reason that night he is just super over the top. I said look, I knew my battery was going, it had been acting up for several weeks, I am sorry it happened tonight, just take my credit card, run across the street (literally) and buy a new battery..... But NO. He stomps around all angry and stupid. So the inlaws call the tow truck for us, tow her to my house (and 2 days later I go back and buy a battery)..... After that I set my alarm for every three hours to feed these babies. They are so tiny they don't wake up on their own. (I have never had that problem before.) I walk past the husband at 12 midnight, again at 3 am and say goodnight each time. He is always up playing video games so the alarm doesn't affect him at all. But he was really very unhappy about me rescuing these kittens. I fell in love with Harley Kisses. She has a motor like a Harley and she would be so content after her bottles that she would purr, squint her little eyes shut and start drooling!
Now she stands on the edge of the bed and gives me kisses every day, a little kitty nose to my nose. So I rehomed her sister, but I had to keep her. After all I dealt with just to get her home and to take care of her. That was a lot of work.

All day. Me and babies get along great. This one is my girlfriends little one. He got here at 6 in the morning and then crashed for a few more hours. After breakfast baby and I went to church. I had a harder time leaving him than I did my own kids when they were younger! He cried for me for like 30 seconds then was fine. I was chewing my nails in the hallway for another like 5 minutes, but since he was clearly fine, I went to my service. I had my phone ready the whole time, but he was having fun. (They call you if your little one cries for more than 10 minutes or has a particularly hard time...) Then we came home and played toys til my girlfriend got here. She was surprised at how happy he was. I think we get to have him just about every weekend for a little while. He is a cutie and a really easy little guy so I am looking forward to it.

Sorry about the job loss. It is a tough time for a lot of people right now. Sometime I feel guilty that hubby and I are both quite secure in our employment. I hope you find something soon. enjoy the time with him in the meantime.
Sorry...goat humor... :/ Little things amuse me.