A day with Dad

FYI this was written in July. The house, the girls and work have kept me away from the computer and the camera.

The girls spend a day with my Dad while he installed our screen door. While my Dad was in the house this is what transpired according to him.

Dad: Enid? What the HELL (he swears when he is annoyed with kittens) are you doing??!!!!
Enid: i kin esplain *mouthful of leather armchair*
Dad: It has better be good and fast!
Enid: Ummmm....ummmmMe: Enid Marie LaBath! *swats Enid's butt* We do not chew the furniture!
Enid: *Looks at Dad* Tattle tale. *Swats Dad's ankle*

Later

I was walking by the front door window and Hester takes a flying leap for my back so she can see outside and watch Dad work.

Me: Gah! Hester. Give a girl a bit of warning!
Hester: I did! What's he doing? I like him. *Purring* This window smells funny. I will mark it with my cheeks.

Dad: Hey there Hester! What you doing? *Tapping the glass and making cooing sounds* GAH! *Runs in to the house* (he got stung by a bee)

Hester: Owie. Let me look at that. Tsk, tsk. It needs a good cleaning. I will clean it for you.

Dad: Thanks Hester.

Hester finding the best spot on the bed...right next to the window.

Enid enjoying the WHOLE bed.

The girl love exploring the recycle bin.

Are we there YET?

Yes, we have moved. After two weeks of non-stop cleaning and renovating I felt it was sufficiently kitten safe to move in.

I m am still looking for the cord to hook the camera to the computer and waiting for internet to be hooked up. We are all very tired and adjusting to this new situation. So girls what do you think?

Hester: Hold me, please? There are lots of strange noises and smells. Please don't leave me. Can I have an area rug in the living room?
Me: Come here, Hester. You snuggle up with me, okay. I will look into area rugs.
Hester: Okay.
Enid: Glitter balls! Wood floors! Fast running! Sliding! A perch in the window! Wooohooo! Can I snuggle up with you too? I heard a loud noise and I think it might be out to eat me.
Me: Yes, Enid but don't bite me.

Incriminating photos

Hester: Gah! Enid! You farted!

Enid: Hester! You used the last kleenex and put it back in the box! Yuck.

Me: Eeeek! Who the heck is that attacking me?!

Both: We are innocent of all evil deeds you accuse us of!

That's it! I am gonna find the camera!

Me: I am getting that camera so get out of my way girls!

Enid: What did we do?

Hester: Yeah. Why the sudden rush to get the camera?

Me: When I find out WHO TOOK MY CLEAN SOCK TO THE LITTER BOX I am gonna post incriminating photos of you two. It was my clean sock! Why would you take it to the little box?!

*Enid looks at Hester. Hester looks at Enid. Enid and Hester look at me*

Both together: We didn't touch your clean sock.

Me: Riiiiight. I am not buying it. Period. *Walking away*

Enid and Hester commence with the giggling.

Camera is packed

Enid: You packed the camera?! What are you gonna do to document all this cuteness that I have?

Hester: Boxes, boxes, boxes. You aren't leaving me, are you?! Don't leave me. DO NOT Leave MEEEEE!

Me: Hester, I am never leaving you. Enid, I think you can come up with some more cute poses when and if we get into our new home.

Hester: Hold me! NOW!

Enid: Hi-yah! Monkey boy toy will die! Oh, you missed it Blondie. Shouldn't have packed the camera.

Me: Hester, can you wait until I put the coffee cup down. Enid, that was my slipper. *Fur muffled yelps*

On another note - It is official. I do not have Vampire kittens despite the documented evidence when they were younger and love bites I receive in the middle of the night. The proof was in the pudding when I came home tonight. The girls found the garlic bulb and had fun with it. Teeth marks everywhere. Sigh.

A new frontier and new smells

Enid: Hester, is that a bug?

Hester: Ummm, yup.

Enid: Hester. Blondie has been bringing in boxes to the home lately with funny smells on them. I suspect a dog.

Hester: Uh-huh. Can I watch the bug please?

Enid: Um, Hester. Blondie has been stressed lately.

Hester: *Sigh* Yes, Enid.

Enid: Do you think she is gonna leave us?

Hester: *Heavy sigh* No, Enid. We are moving to a new home. She told us. We have to pack our things and move in a week and a half.

Enid: Really?

Me: Yes, Enid. We are moving. You guys will have lots of room to run. We will have hardwood floors. It is an old house and I have lots of work to do on it but it will be ours.

Enid: Whew. Can you pack my toys last please? If you pack them last they will be the first out of the moving truck.

Me: Sigh

The more things change.....

Entertaining Enid remains the same. She loves the tails and Hester is more than willing to taunt, tease and torture her sister.

On another note - I don't have pictures of this incident but toddler Enid is a menace when I am in the kitchen. Today on the first Monday of vacation I was craving chocolate. Why go to the store when I can make vegan chocolate pudding cake?! So I mixed the batter turn my back for a SECOND and turn around to see Enid's little furry face covered in chocolate and a look of sugar induced glee. In a split nano second I had a wet dish rag and a crazed kitten that I was cleaning before she began chowin' down. I am gonna have to move the prep center away from Enid!