And Life With Chloe continues! First I must say, I dislike cats. Yes, that's right, for those of you that did not know, I am not a cat-lover. I'm not an animal lover per say. They're cute, and that's about all. Don't wanna touch, don't wanna sleep w/ them...... they're just not my thing. Never have been. Please do not call the animal rights group on me and say I'm an animal-hater, I never said hate, just am not a major animal person. My daughter on the other hand, loves animals. Loves them. Jax also. Great. So, Chloe always has to have a cat; however, since I happen to be allergic to cats (yes, I really am), we do not have them inside and so b/c of the fact that they must stay outside, they don't live for long periods of time. A year or so usually. So, we find ourselves often searching through the paper for a new friend for Miss Chloe. We've had Snow White, Cinderella, Hello Kitty, and the latest, Marsha (whom was initially named Dorothy but Chloe decided that she looked more like a Marsha after a few weeks). So, we've had Marsha since about a month before Jax was born, so a bit over a year and a half. Well, 4 weeks ago, Marsha had kittens. You might say that Marsha is the neighborhood...... hmmm..... well, you know. Anyways, four kittens are to show for her actions. All was well, UNTIL 4 days ago when Marsha went missing. Nice, now we have four kittens who must be fed by bottle. So, Derrick and Chloe were feeding the kittens last night and Chloe says, "Well, I think it's time to name these kids." To her personal delight, they are all female! Derrick and I both happen to say, at the very same time, "Here we go", ha! So she starts off with, "Makayla", and Derrick says, "Can we PLEASE give these kittens real animal names?" So she continues to think....... we now have Snowflake (who is all white), Tiger (who is gray w/ black stripes), Stripes (who is brown w/ black stripes), and, drumroll please................ Scaredy Cat (yes, we have to call her that; she is white w/ a gray tail and always wants to stay in the box, thus the name)........ boy do I feel sorry for Chloe's kids one day! Well, we had yet to say anything to her about the possibility of Marsha being d-e-a-d, and while she was feeding one of the kittens, she was talking to her, "Hey baby kitty. I'm so sorry we can't find your mommy; I guess she ran away....... or........ MOM, you don't think Marsha is dead do you????????" I had to tell her that she could be, but we weren't sure. So of course then she breaks out in tears. She said it was so unfair to the kitties, and then asked when we were going to get a new Mommy cat who could 'dopt them. After we explained to her that an older cat would probably not like the kittens, she was upset that no cat would want to 'dopt four poor kittens w/ no Mommy. So after a very lengthy process, she finally accepted that if she helps take good care of them for a few more weeks, they would be old enough to take care of themselves, b/c a cats age is different from that of a human. Whew, it was major! Don't think there wasn't also a very lengthy prayer for Marsha last night either!
So a bit later Chloe breaks out a craft kit that has crosses to decorate with fish symbols, etc. We were each making one and Derrick said that he was done, after having put nothing on his cross. Chloe replies, "Oh no you're not, you have to decorate it!" He told her he didn't really feel like doing crafts and she, out of the clear blue sky, replies, "Oh is that right? So, you don't care about 'dopted kids?" (all the while staring him down) He and I looked at each other in confusion as Chloe says, "So I guess you didn't know these were for kids who need to be 'dopted and have no parents. Well, I guess you don't care about Elicia then, right???? Fine, we'll do extra to make up for yours..... I hope you know that Jesus is probably crying right now too, Dad." WHOA! Take THAT Daddy, hehe!
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This morning Chloe tells me, "Last week at school, Mason asked me if I wanted to go out with him sometime, and I told him sure. Then, he asked Maria if she wanted to go out with him and she said 'whateva', and I told her that was rude, if a boy asks you out, you should go b/c it could be really fun." WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHLOE MORGAN!!!!!! A loooooooooooooooooong talk about boys, dating, age, and appropriate behavior around boys followed this one. *Dear Lord, please send us to a deserted village for mission work before Chloe becomes a teenager, or just start giving me extra strength now so I'll have enough built up to handle those days!*
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Okay, for those of you who don't know, when I was pregnant w/ Jax, Chloe wanted to name him Oliver. Derrick and I had finally thought about naming his middle name Oliver, until we decided on Canaan. Well, we couldn't bare to tell her that we'd chosen another name, and she was just four, so we thought we'd just not say anything and if she wanted to call him Oliver for awhile, that was fine. Well, anytime he has gotten into something, she says, "Jax Canaan Oliver........", so last night we were playing doctor, and she asked for 'my son's full name', and wanted me to spell it out. So I said, "J-A-X, Jax, C-A-N-A-A-N, Canaan, H-O-R-N----", "MA'AM! You forgot a part of your son's name.... Oliver!" GREAT! So Derrick says, "Chloe, that's not really part of his name, babe, it's just Jax Canaan". At this point, Chloe has had it w/ her daddy's attitude tonight (ha) and says to Jax, "Don't worry bubby, that IS part of your name, daddy just doesn't remember I guess, and sometimes he's kind of crazy".............. HAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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Never, never a dull moment in life w/ CHLOE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! God bless her!
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