Just Another Crappy Day in Paradise

No, this isn't crap I'm eating. It's puddin!

Right now, I'm upstairs in my room screaming my head off. Mommy and Daddy turned of ALL the lights (except for the nightlight in our room - they aren't cruel!) Daddy just said (for the 72nd time tonight, "It's time for bed! Good night!" and I'm still screaming). Mommy and Daddy are now sitting downstairs about to share the story of our night with you, our faithful readers.

So, what did you do tonight? Did you clean up crap? Mommy did. So did Daddy! Crappy, crap, crap everywhere. First, the kitties crapped. And Daddy said, "There you go, Mommy, go ahead and get mad at the new kitties because one of them crapped." And then he was nice enough to grab the pile of crap but he let Mommy do the scrubbing (at least he picked it up, gag!). He thought this was funny because you know how Garp likes to crap in the basement and Mommy gets to clean up that crap and get mad at Daddy because it's almost as if Daddy craps vicariously through Garp for Mommy's benefit. Well, Mommy got to clean kitty crap again tonight. She's really glad we have 3 kitties now.

Anna started with her nightly, "I poopood! I poopood!" from the top of the stairs approximately 3 and a half minutes after bedtime and yes, she did poopoo - all over herself. Daddy went upstairs to clean it (because Mommy was still working on kitty crap) and God thought this was funny (and admittedly, so did Mommy). Because all's fair in love and marriage.

Hope you're day tomorrow isn't crappy!

Love,

Lilly and Anna