Alternate titles for this post: "The Day Our Family Got Even Crazier", "The Cat I Saw In A Vision", "In Which I Discover, I Like Cats After All".
See I've been kind of wanting a kitten, since, well every time I look at a picture of a kitten. But usually I tell myself no, because litter box. Enough said, am I right? And yet at night after the kids were in bed, I would randomly find myself searching the pets section of Craigslist. And on Saturday I saw this cute one. And I asked Aaron (for the millionth time) if we could get this kitten. He was like, "Fine." And I was like, "REALLY!?" And so I was texting this person, but then I got this feeling that I shouldn't go get the Craigslist kitten. I had the very distinct feeling that a kitten would come to me. So I trusted that feeling, and didn't go get Craigslist kitten. And then you'll never believe what happened next. At church the next day a friend asked if anyone give this kitten she found a home. It was super friendly and cute, but her husband is allergic. And so long story short, we now have a kitten. Named, Skittles. Or Meow Meow. Or Graya. Or Doughnuts. Depends on who you're talking to.
|So much cuteness.|
|They are learning to coexist.|
|Abigail is pouting because the kitten is on Olivia's lap.|