Thursday, March 13, 2008

Furballs

I've been so busy this week - today's really the first day I've had to catch up. I'm enjoying my day getting everything in order. The girlie's are rolling around on the floor amusing themselves - it's a far cry from yesterday where we just did to much and by the afternoon they were not amused and stayed not amused all evening. I was mightily pleased to say night night baby!

I should be doing my course but it's so boring I just can't get my head in the right space to do it.

One of our cats Macca has a furball problem. One of the things that happens occasionally is he throws up a big ball of fur - It looks pretty disgusting. He did this on the path a few days ago and I kept meaning to clean it up but as I only saw it when I was going out (and I'm always in a hurry) or coming back in (I'm usually exhausted) and I have a memory like a sieve I haven't gotten around to cleaning it up - I pretty much have been hoping for rain!

Anyway this morning when we were going to creche Trelise spots the hairball and says in wonder "Look Mummy fairy dust!, this means a Fairy has been and left this for me"

4 comments:

angie said...

Oh how wonderful. She can see the magical in the........um, disgusting! :)

Connie said...

Love that!!

Churchill said...

What a wonderful way to see life. I wish I could still have such a innocent optimism.

girlytwins said...

Thats one way to look at it :)