We live in a zoo with our four kids, dog, rabbit, hamster (that was only supposed to live two years but has somehow managed to surpass the Guinness Book of World Records for hamster life) so it only seemed natural to add, yes, a kitten.
"You've lost your mind" were my husband's words, sprinkled in with a few more colorful thoughts, as he tends to live his life primarily with reason. I on the other hand, am the emotional one. The thought of our oldest son being in the eighth grade reminds me he only has four more years until he'll miss knowing the comfort of a ball of fur curled around his shoulders while he studies on the couch. Our middle boys play with our dog constantly, but don't know the snuggly wake up call from a pounce on their chest.
Then there's our daughter. Our eight year old little girl has begged - no - pleaded for a cat for years, much to my husband's dismay. He's stiff-armed the feline frenzy for as long as I can remember, but the time has finally come.
This morning, when the presents were opened with toys and electronics in full swing, there was one more box yet to be found. Shaking his head, my husband gave me the look with a half smile, then held the box for the kids to peek inside. Squeals were abundant as each of them held the little one, making it impossible to determine who was in more disbelief.
The kitten is tiny, soft and beyond adorable. He's playful and fuzzy with the cutest little nose. His tiny paws haven't touched the ground as the kids take turns holding him - and yes - even my husband has warmed up just a little.
It's a Christmas to remember with a new addition to the wildness of our home, but well worth the years of waiting. We hope your Christmas wishes came true today, and pray you'll have the Happiest New Year of all.
"You've lost your mind" were my husband's words, sprinkled in with a few more colorful thoughts, as he tends to live his life primarily with reason. I on the other hand, am the emotional one. The thought of our oldest son being in the eighth grade reminds me he only has four more years until he'll miss knowing the comfort of a ball of fur curled around his shoulders while he studies on the couch. Our middle boys play with our dog constantly, but don't know the snuggly wake up call from a pounce on their chest.
Then there's our daughter. Our eight year old little girl has begged - no - pleaded for a cat for years, much to my husband's dismay. He's stiff-armed the feline frenzy for as long as I can remember, but the time has finally come.
This morning, when the presents were opened with toys and electronics in full swing, there was one more box yet to be found. Shaking his head, my husband gave me the look with a half smile, then held the box for the kids to peek inside. Squeals were abundant as each of them held the little one, making it impossible to determine who was in more disbelief.
The kitten is tiny, soft and beyond adorable. He's playful and fuzzy with the cutest little nose. His tiny paws haven't touched the ground as the kids take turns holding him - and yes - even my husband has warmed up just a little.
It's a Christmas to remember with a new addition to the wildness of our home, but well worth the years of waiting. We hope your Christmas wishes came true today, and pray you'll have the Happiest New Year of all.
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