Mischief wrapped in orange fur

It's a lovely, cool Sunday morning- the last day of May. Having spent nearly all day yesterday weeding, digging, tilling and planting, I thought I would blog about flowers, or gardening, or early Sunday mornings in the garden.
As I sat down to compose said blog, life intervened in the person of Ernie. With rapt attention he followed the cursor as it moved over the screen, climbing from my lap to beside my lap to on top of the keyboard so that I had to peer around him to see what I was doing. He made multiple lunges at the screen- planning to attack, kill and eat the cursor, no doubt. One of these attempts resulted in the O, 9, and P keys flying loose from their positions onto the couch. Having replaced them, I decided that the flower blog could wait for another day.
Now that I'm finished, he's sleeping quietly on my lap, and we both are enjoying a quiet Sunday morning.

My Buddy

Kayden and I had a sleepover Saturday night, so his mom and dad could go out for the evening. In anticipation of his arrival, I went shopping earlier in the day for a few new things. We didn't have a seat for him, and I found this brightly colored chair that converts into a rocker when he is older. Also, what baby doesn't need a string of brightly colored rings??

After Heidi dropped him off, we went for a walk, which he seemed to enjoy, taking in the sights from his stroller seat. Saturday was very warm and muggy for May, so we didn't stay out very long. We passed the evening doing baby things- having a bottle, rocking in the chair, and holding his little hands so he could stand up in my lap.
Around 11PM I gave him a bath, put on a dry diaper and his jammies, and rocked him to sleep as he had his last bottle for the evening. There is no greater bliss than holding your sleeping grandchild, watching his little belly rise and fall and smelling the sweetness of him.

Sunday morning he slept very late, and I checked on him about 200 times just to make sure he was OK. He finally woke around 10:30. I quickly changed his very soggy diaper, fixed a bottle which he ate in record time, and then we played with his new rings. He was able to hold on to them and lost no time stuffing a ring into his mouth. We talked a little about the different colors and decided his favorite was purple (grape?). As we played, Mistie wandered by, and this picture was taken as Kayden looked over at her. He has 3 cats at at his home, and I think he was trying to figure out what this dog/cat was.