A New Member of the Family

We got a cat. Yes, a kitten. Hubby seemed to have his heart set on having a cat even though I pointed out all the cons to having a cat, the "but it will be so cute just sitting on my lap, letting me pet it, it will be a stress reliever," argument won out in the end. I mean, seriously, how can I argue with that?

So, yesterday, he and Miss Priss went and picked out a kitten and got all the stuff for her. Miss Priss was so excited to tell me about her new kitten when I got home.

The kitten still has no name despite all of Miss Priss's intentions of naming her Pinky Dinky Doo.

Baby Boo thinks this poor little kitten is the greatest thing since sliced bread. Which, of course, means that she's not allowed anywhere near it. It's one thing for her to drag a doll, stuffed animal, etc. around by the head and neck, but the poor little kitten will not feel the effects of Baby Boo's "love." In time, she'll learn to run away, but for now, we have to try and protect her.

"Kitty" in Baby Boo's vocabulary sounds a lot like "Christmas."

Baby Boo's current vocabulary consists of:
1. Mama
2. Dada (finally! Daddy was about to go crazy)
3. Guga (this is both Grandma and Grandpa, we've discovered)
4. Kkkkkkkk followed by a hissing sound(Kitty or Christmas, depending on whether there's a kitten or a Christmas tree in the room)
5. Duhduh ("Dora") We will not discuss the fact that my 1 year old said Dora before she said Daddy, note to self -- not so much TV for that one).
6. Dug ("Diego") See above. Waaaayyy less TV.
7. Mmmmmm ("Dummy") Another one attached to that damned pacifier.
8. Buhbuh ("Bye-bye")
9. Hi (although this is always yelled)

Those are the ones that I can think of. Funny, she hasn't come up with a word for her sister yet. No sissy or anything that sounds remotely like Miss Priss's name. Maybe she doesn't need to since Miss Priss is always hanging around. No need to call her.

I'll try to get a picture of the newest addition to our family and post it tomorrow.