Nella Vita di Kitties

Let's not forget the kitty cats.  They have been fighting with each other a lot so its rare to get a picture of them being nice together.  They were enjoying a serious cat nap when this picture was taken.  Pollux is on the left and Castor is on the right. 

Nella Vita di JC

It's good to be a dog!

He can be cute when he wants to be though.  It's hard to get upset for him sleeping on the forbidden furniture when he looks this damn precious!

Nella Vita di Furry Friends

Haven't posted pics of the animals recently, so here are some from the past few months.  More to follow soon.

Molly likes to sleep curled up real cute and delicate.

JC likes to use Molly as a pillow.  She has gotten fatter since moving to the country so she makes a soft pillow. 

Molly is mad that I disturbed them.  JC could care less.

 

Molly loves her fox toy, though it is really JC's 'baby'

Still, she loves to use it as her pillow.  She usually lies down wherever JC happened to have dropped it. 

Nella Vita di Crazy Parents

So for our Valentines 'date,' Shane and I went ice skating.  It's something we've wanted to do since we met, but since we rarely have time during the week or weekends when we are both off it hasn't happened.  Needless to say it was tons of fun and so nice to actually spend an afternoon like a 20 something engaged couple should.  

While we were there though, I saw some parenting behavior that just made me so disgusted.  Usually I'm not the type of person to judge or criticize someone's parenting skills.  For one I am not a parent so who am I to say anything.  For two, that's just not the type of person I am.   I'm much more anything goes, to each their own, and que sera sera.  But the bottom line is I've been reading parenting books and magazines since before I could even physically have a baby, have spent a great deal of time with kids of all ages through personal life, work, and volunteering.  Plus I have common sense.  

That being said, why the hell would you take your toddler ice skating?  This little girl was probably a year and a half, maybe just pushing two.  Walking is a skill that has been barely mastered and for some reason this mother thought that she could handle gliding through ice on shoes with razors on the bottom.  I can totally understand wanting to expose kids to new things while they are young and all of that, but I mean really.  The little girl was completely using buckets to hold herself up while her mom held her diaper and pushed her forward.  So pretty much the mom was pushing the freaked out child while causing her a wedgie at the same time.  And to make matters worse they were right in the middle of the lane where the fast skaters were, forcing them to skate around them and causing people to crash into each other.  I was so disgusted and livid that someone could be so thoughtless and execute poor judgement.  I don't believe in violence or hitting, especially of children, but I must admit I was tempted to skate blades first into the little girl, just so I could teach her mother the lesson that an ice rink is no place for a toddler and if you don't want your precious future figure skater to lose a finger you had better at least move over to the edge of the rink.  

Nella Vita di Library Books

I love the library. Always have, always will. Reading either for pleasure or education is very important. The concept of sharing resources instead each having their own is very important. Saving money by having access to free books is very important. It played such an important place in my childhood, filled with many happy hours, and I hope that it will in my future generations as well.

In early blogs (Handmade Toys), I talked about new legislation that will require lead testing for products intended for children under 12 and alot of potential problems with that legislation. Another one has just been brought to my attention, library books. Imagine libraries having to pay to have every childrens book in their collection tested for lead. Imagine every childrens book going to a landfill and having to be replaced. The whole idea just makes me feel very angry. Lead and children certainly do not mix, but sometimes I have to wonder when is enough enough? Is a library book or any book with trace amounts of lead (assuming it is 'contaminated') really that fatal?

Nella Vita di Neil the Neon

Isn't it funny how particular material possessions become such an important part of us. It's like they are the Velveteen Rabbit and after so many adventures together they become real life friends to us. On Halloween my beloved Neon, Neil, was totalled (I wasn't driving, and the driver wasn't hurt...moral of the story is international UVa student driver + texting while driving + red light = sad little neon). When I found out and in the days after I seriously mourned his loss, like that of a good friend. We'd been through college and grad school together, driven all the way up to Maine and all the way down to Florida. Today I'm reliving that loss as we are finally getting around to scrapping him. His engine and transmission are being torn out to be sold on ebay like a last gift to us (helped by the fact that Shane couldn't just scrap the car knowing there was hundreds of dollars left under the hood). The rest will be taken to the local scrap yard. It's just a car...its purpose was to get me from point A to B, yet to me he was more than that. While I have named my new car (Hermie short for Herman cause he is a big, green monster or at least sounds like one) I have vowed not to get attached...and yet Hermie is already driving his way into my heart. I wonder what else we treasure so highly as our cars? Certainly childhood teddies and blankies. I admittedly have a couple pieces of furniture that fill me with happiness. There are some books that I would be devastated without. Perhaps these inanimate material things are really all just large storage vessels that contain our memories, our highs and our lows. And once they are gone, that tangible link to those memories is broken and it is up to us to carry them forward. Either way, my neon will always have a special place in my heart. May his scrap metal become the future hull of a mighty ship, or a bullet, or a mattress spring, or some other noble cause; and may his engine and tranny pay our mortgage!

Nella Vita di My Niece

It's been a busy day as far as cool things to post. My sister just sent some new pics of my niece Brielle at a little over 28 weeks.

I see a lot more of Danny in her Tina, though I can see her too.

Here nose looks like it is being squooshed against Tina's belly. I think these pics are confusing cause they always make me think that the baby is in a big hollow space or cave, and not surrounding by muscles.

It looks like there is a thought bubble coming out of her! Or maybe she is saying hello!

This one is cool because the shadow/dark thing really contrasts her profile. Her chest looks huge! She got that from the Celiis!