How Oliver’s nose wrinkles when he’s chewing on his fingertips during a bath.
Obi and The Boy’s morning routine.
Toe pads.
When Obi is kneady.
The way Oliver reaches his arms up over his head so I can pick him up by his armpits.
When The Boy is holding Obi, the brown kitten will headbutt his Boy’s nose.
Baby snuggles.
The clever escalation of our wake up routine: calling, fuzzy toes up the nose, cold nose on the eyelids, then stomping when the breakfast bell goes off. Yes, it’s annoying, but you have to appreciate how well it works.
How much Oli and Obi love each other.
That The Boy will tuck Oliver in when he takes over the prewarmed chair.
Obi still plays like a kitten even though he’s seven years old.
Kittens thundering.
That these three, soon to be four, boys are mine.
Even though I rarely get around to leaving a “like” anymore I read all your posts… they crack me up. So you’re for sure having a human boy? I look forward to hearing how the kitties interact. My ninja cat likes babies, maybe because they’re more her size.
We’re excited to see that, too. My place as most loved Girl in the house is secure but I’m pretty sure I’m going to lose the best loved human position once they get used to him. 🙂