Mom and Dad are here! They arrived yesterday afternoon and are now ensconced in the condo with Ms. Suki. Who, by the way, did not come out to greet them upon their arrival. Mom suggested that perhaps she is shy.
[Uh . . . not exactly.]
We searched the place for her, and then Dad noticed a meowing coming from the kitchen closet. Sure enough, there she was. Introductions were made and she spent the evening being her usual entertaining self.
We had pot roast with veggies and a salad for dinner. Dad had Oreos for dessert and we all went to bed around ten o'clock. I gave them my room, since Suki needs to be able to get to her bathroom, plus my room and bed are bigger. Suki had no complaints about the new sleeping arrangement and deposited "Yellow Mouse" on the comforter as usual.
Mom was up early this morning, around 7:00, as I was getting ready for work. She was going to go back to sleep and they were planning to spend a quiet day in the condo.
[Now, what to have for dinner?]
And speaking of parents, "Congratulations" to my friends, John and Jane, who welcomed Max Carl, a bouncing 7lb. 4 oz. boy, at 7:38 yesterday morning. Mother and son are doing fine, but John said he hadn't been able to find any flip flops in Max's size yet.
Now to the WRONG side of parenting: