To be honest, I didnt mind the Gramma bit, I minded knowing that I am done, I will never give birth again.
As I put Daine's baby clothes on a life sized doll that looks like him.. I think "THANK GOD they all feed themselves now".
however.. that soft baby feel and smell, and the way they grab your nose when you say "Hi baby"!
The way that Daine only wanted me... no where in my life have I ever been so adored.. except the dog.
MADAME Lucy is six I think.. I got her at the pound before Kayla was born. She is so smart I tell her to get her leash, and she looks at me and sits, waiting for a biscuit.. and she knows that Mcdonalds doesn't give out treats for dogs, you should see the dirty look they get as we drive by... and Lucy stares at them too.
Cloudy cold day today, I would take her for a walk. I keep thinking this is temporary and I get to go home soon, Where is home? I don't know.
The Canadian figures into things.. complications.. I very much tried to keep him away, he creeped me out because he liked me so much.
I think I will keep him, but I am still keeping both eyes open, we shall see.
I feel good when ever he is around.
Lucy likes him, even the Catman like him, he hasn't barfed on him yet either.
Catman barfed on most of my dates... more then once.
This cat, (that Daine calls Shadow) is so weird he picks up his toys and puts them in his box when he is done with them, I have to get it on film, because I keep thinking its a fluke, then he does it again.
Cats soon bore of things, and soon he won't do it anymore.
IF he sees me with a camara he runs.