Fancy that - Fancy Feast.....

So I finally got to watch Grey's Anatomy yesterday.... Thank God for most of the networks playing our favorite shows on the internet! Otherwise I would have a major investment in DVD box sets that probably still wouldn't be watched! Yeah, so anyways, after grey's I always feel... hmmm what's the word.... "reflective?" - It'll work. I guess that would have something to do with Meredith's monologue throughout the whole show? But, alas, on with my monologue err I mean blog...

It's the little things in life that make it so good. I've heard this more times than I care to think about, but until having a child, I never really thought much of it. But it IS those little things isn't it? Watching her laugh at something before we do because - well because she got it. When she comes up and wraps herself around my legs, just because she thought to. Coming home to find her in her poppie's socks ;o) And then there's the nightly ritual of "feeding the kitties."

This is a routine that never gets tiring, well, except for maybe the participants. But when its time to feed the kitties Meme calls for Sarah (if she's not already there) and Sarah "helps" her carry the food to the kitchen to open and fix for the kitties. 1can, 2can, 3can is a catch me if you can, can....

Yep. That's my incredibly stinkin' cute daughter running from room to room with a can of fancy feast held high in the air, and Meme chasing her.


Ah there is no rest for the weary - she might let Meme sit for a minute and then she's pulling her up and running again...... Is it just me or does my daughter find the silliest of games to play?????