No. I'm a kitty!

Bubba has been asking me nicely to carry him in the mornings from the car to his daycare class. It's weird. It's been going on since shortly after we got back from Cancun. Prior to that it was "[Bubba] do it!" for everything. Opening the car door, getting into his seat, getting out of his seat, closing the car door, etc. He wanted to do it all. Now, it's a bit of the opposite. He throws a fit if my hands are too full to carry him to the car and put him in his seat (back breaker!). He hops out of the car and immediately says, "Up, please, mommy!" and stands there blocking my path with his hands in the air.

When he asks nicely, I generally comply, but after 10 straight daycare days of this, I finally asked him, "are you a little baby?" He answered, "No. I'm [Bubba]. I'm a little kitty." Oh. I guess that makes sense, then. ?? He's been on a kitty or doggy kick lately, where he crawls around and mews or barks, pretending to be an animal. He's advanced. Scooter didn't go through that phase until she was 4.

So today. It's Buck Moon, which is funny to me because my husband has a good friend named Buck. It's also Rembrandt's birthday. So...go on a Night Watch tonight in honor, I guess. Most importantly (I hope), its Saint Swithin's day. There's really nothing known about his life, but rumor has it (in England, anyway) that if it's raining on St. Swithin's day, it'll be cloudy and rainy for the next 40 days. If it's sunny on St. Swithin's, you can be assured of sunshine for the next 40 days. It's beautiful in Portland today.

So I just got done reading "Less Than Zero" and "Imperial Bedrooms" by Bret Easton Ellis. I would not recommend either book to my mother or my daughter - too much violence and questionable morality, but they were compelling nonetheless. They were written and set 25 years apart, but with the same characters, and it turns out, some people never change. Or if they do, it's probably for the worse. To get over my new fears, I'm now reading "A Short History of Women." The style is completely different, which is to say, it's slow and hard for me to get into, but we'll see, I guess. The subject matter is interesting to me (women's sufferage), and it's short enough that I should be able to finish it before it's due back to the library.

In other news, the storage unit is almost empty. Hooray! It is probably not possible to completely empty it this weekend, but wouldn't that be a nice goal to have. I guess that, and bunk beds, and more craig's list sales can be the goals for the weekend.

It's been 3 weeks tomorrow. We're 1/3 of the way done until Scooter comes back, and we still have so much to do at the apartment. Bubba has gone from correcting us, "It's not home, it's our new apartment." to begrudging acceptance, "It's new home." Maybe after the bunk beds are set up, he'll finally embrace where we are...