Cat Scratch Fever

Climbing is fun.  I like to climb on stairs, rocking chairs, boxes, and now couches.  Pop-Pop made the chair that I used to get on the couch.  He made it for and gave it to my daddy when Daddy was two-years-old.  Unfortunately, after seeing what I'm capable of, Daddy says that we should wait until I'm at least two before I can start using it because I'm not using it for "its intended purpose."  Whatever, Daddy.

My second Easter was a blast despite the fact the weekend began with me being very tired.  This picture was taken Saturday during lunch.

I managed to pull myself together and had a super-terrific day.  I played with Cousin Yvette and thoroughly enjoyed messing up her toy room.  When I got out of hand, though, she released her cats on me.  My trusty sidekick Onyx was outside and so I had to face the cats myself.  They didn't do anything or even attempt to, but I'm not used to them and therefore didn't trust them.  I then played with my "little" cousins at Gammy and Grandpa's and hung out with Ge and Pop-Pop and my aunt and uncle.  Everyone kept talking about a magical bunny that was on his way to bring candy and gifts to children around the world.  He sounded kind of like that Santa Claus guy but with slightly less commercialism surrounding him.  I couldn't imagine a bunny breaking into our house without being chased away by Onyx.  Sure enough, he got in and escaped without a sound and I woke up Sunday morning to a small basket of goodies.

We didn't make it to church Sunday morning for fear that they'd kick me out.  I'm not exactly attentive and quiet when the situation calls for it.  Maybe next year.  Besides, I took a morning nap that lasted well over three hours.  Church wasn't much of an option.  It felt great to sleep.  Mommy pretended to be my Gramp by raking and cleaning up the yard during the entire time I was asleep.  She said just needed to "get outside and feel and hear the therapeutic sound of raking."  To be honest it's a little eerie.

After lunch, we went to the park for a hike.  It was awesome.  I played ball with Onyx;

acted silly with Mommy's giant sunglasses (I won't wear mine but I'll wear hers);

played in sand;

ate some sand (why I keep doing this I don't know);

and took a ride in my carrier on Mommy's back.  I pretended she was a horse and would pat her shoulders when she and Daddy would yell, "giddyup."  I also scratched her neck up pretty good.  I couldn't help myself.  It gets a little boring sometimes on these long hikes and I felt a strange need for a scratching post.  Hmmm... what did Yvette's cats do to me?

I'm sorry for drawing blood on your neck, Mommy.  I must have cat scratch fever.  Luckily, Daddy and I are taking Onyx to the vet for his routine check-up.  They should be able to help me.  Mommy, does our insurance cover veterinarian bills?