"The Cat Meows All the TIme" By Talon Hurt

The cat always meows and I keep feeding her food cause she always meows and then, and then I feed her food. I take a big hand full and I give it to her. I give her it and she eats it all gone. I give her the cat food, the whole entire bowl, and she eats it all. So, that's why that I love the cat.

She's always hungry and that's okay. And I love her so much! And I can't stop loving her.

She always lays on me. Whatever time I was on the hammock, she would lay on me.

And I remember that time when ReAnna was... um... when she knew it was a girl b/c she lift up her tail. She noticed it was a girl. But, I love my mom, my dad, my sister, Lucy, Sophie, Rosco and Cletis and the other cat. The cat is named Juno. And then that's the end of my story of my cat.

The End!

(A note from Heather: As Talon's done telling me this story, he tries to explain to me that Chinese people don't have computers. When I tell him, "Sure they do." He says no, b/c they don't I electricity. I say, "Sure they do." He says well, they speak Chinese and the computer speaks English! Gotta love 'im!)

ReAnna's Story, by ReAnna Hurt "The Cat"

Once upon a time there was a stray cat that always came around BUT mom didn't like the cat coming around (that is not true! HCH).

Me and Talon have been saving up money to get all it's shots and to get it fixed.

Mom says we shouldn't do that. She just wants us to save our money on a game system...

um.... don't write that! Hey!..... They're gonna be like, "What are you writing?" Erase it! GGGRRRR!

Anyways....mmm....I took the ca, well Talon took the cat in this morning. So, mom told me to come downstairs and I took the cat upstairs... But, then, kinda embarrasing... On my way downstairs, I felt something kinda wet. I looked down and the cat had diarhea all over me!

Even though my mom was really mad... I was still upset with the cat, but I still loved her.

Um...mom keeps telling me to squirt her b/c she wants her to leave and go somewhere else. But, I don't want her to go. So I just closed the curtains instead. She's on the deck on top of the table laying down. Just meowing, waiting on me to come outside and pick her up. But, mom says I can never bring her in the house again.

The End

Don't you just love tots!

No, not Napoleon Dynomite's tots. Toddlers! Well, we have this 2 (almost 3) year old friend named Aarolynn Jane (A.J. for short) and she is the silliest thing! She does little things all of the time when she comes over, like pull the cat's tail and smile, bang her head into something and smile, overflow the sink... and smile! She's so stinkin' cute/funny and she's a little stinker. No matter what she does, afterwards she looks at you and just simply smiles. What a doll! Stinkpot, but a doll!

Anyways, she (of course) likes to play dress-up or with make-up with my RéAnna. Well, I was in the kitchen and she came downstairs with a tube of Ré's lip gloss in her hand. Sounds innocent enough... she wanted me to put a stroke of gloss on her lips. The only problem is that her apparent attempts to gloss herself ended up everywhere BUT HER LIPS! See enclosed photos!

Hope you all have a good day!

We HONESTLY have the WEIRDEST kids ever!

No really, we do. Talon comes downstairs hollering that RéAnna just sprayed him with the spray bottle that we use for animal control. There's water on his face and shirt, in his hair. Legitimate compaint... or so it would seem!

So, we holler for RéAnna to come to us so that we can talk. Well, RéAnna explains how Talon WANTED her to spray him and asked her to squirt him in the mouth and that when she did he moved and shook his head side to side spritzing him all over his face! So, then he says, "I'm telling Dad!"

So, Daddy says to Talon, "Well, you didn't tell us about all of that."

Then the girls (Alyssa was over, too) proceed to pour out all of the things that Talon's been doing... "He's been pulling my hair!" Talon replies, "No, I didn't! My hand got stuck in her hair!" / "He kicked me!" Talon replies, "No, I did not. I laid my foot on your shoulder!"

So, then, my husband and I can't hold back our laughter, which makes Talon mad b/c he thinks we're laughing at him (which we are really) and he in a very calm tone says... "Well, I've decided that I'm going to move into another house."


Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention that as we were giggling and Talon was sulking all of the sudden I see Lucifer coming in from the Living Room soaking wet, looking terrible, shaking each paw as she lifted it off of the ground. I said, "What happened to Lucy?!" and then, RéAnna (in the most natural tone) says, "Oh yeah. I gave Lucy a bath." Uuuhhh, would you please stop bathing the cats! They're good, really! They're already static-e enough! We should have got a gold fish!

Another Reason I Adore My Babies!

Paint anyone?

So, my son, Talon, is learning about his spheres, cubes, cylinders, and cones in his kindergarten class this week. He's had to identify the shapes on worksheets and what-not... Well, his Friday assignment was to bring in just a couple of things that resembled these shapes. So, I was so proud of him for finding everything very quickly on his own and without my help. For the cube he found and old block. For the sphere he took one of the dog's old chewed up tennis balls (it was completely bald of any green fur, but who am I to correct the boy, everything he had was perfectly fine). For a cone, he grabbed a tiny funnel I kept under the kitchen sink (how'd he even know that was in there?...hhhmmmm). And for the cylinder, he decided to grab a brand new quart size can of paint. These items were absolutely perfect! Yet, without stunting his likeliness to handle his assignments independently, I kindly mentioned that he may not want to take the can of paint b/c it may break open and spill. (It was so hard not to just snatch that can right out of his hand in a shocking panic. That was what I was going to use to paint the trim in the hallway! GGRRRRR) But, he was so excited about the items that HE came up with, apparently he didn't take my advice... and here is the end result...