Well, The Mistress is turning out to be awfully high-maintenance in the cooler weather. Hmpf. I think she's just trying to get attention, but what can ya do? Anyhow, Zorak hasn't been able to take her out as much as he'd like just because she's so difficult to rouse in the cold, dark, early mornings. Hah. I don't blame her! And I get to sleep inside! We're hoping a heavy-duty battery will help.
We made blueberry muffins this morning. Actually, they're loaves. Buffaloaves. Not sure how we came up with that, but it brought on a tirade of giggles and it stuck. So from now on, they're Buffaloaves.
All is well in the land of the Zoraks. We had company last night, so the boys were in rare form. No, strike that. Not rare, very typical, actually: full of smiles and stories and sharing. Very cool. Company brought apple cider, so the boys got to stay up a little later and sip apple cider on the couch while they visited and listened to music. (Songs My Family Taught Me- a very sweet compilation of folk and '60's pop songs, sung by John Storms-Rohm.)
Today is the day of the big oil change. It's an outing, it's an adventures, it's an exciting thing when you're four and six!
Kiss those babies!
Dy
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My boys love to be with hubby when he changes the oil on our van. Patrick is getting old enough to be helpful. It's exciting to be with dad, doing "guy stuff" that doesn't involve photographing the back ends of dogs.
He tried to take a snap shot of mine this afternoon while I did the dishes. Cheeky boy!
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