Isabel is coming to live with you, with her kitten.
No, I haven't caved in yet. But I know I'm gonna. Probably in December, when she turns 9. The girl is so sweet, and well-behaved, and does well in school, and helps me out with Gabe immensely. How can I say no?
Your comments did NOT help my case. But Isabel loved reading them. "See, Mom, look what Becky wrote" (I'm so getting you for that, girl). And when she prayed tonight, it was all "Dear God, please please please let mommy change her mind about getting a kitten for me. Amen." And then it was, "I'll just ask for money for my birthday, and if I get presents, I'll sell them on eBay and use the cash for my kitten". Man, this girl is determined. Who am I to stand in the way of that?
So, the hard part will come in December, when we have to pick the right kitten. I was looking at photos on the internet tonight, and came across these adorable balls of fluff:
Awww, how could you not just love these kitties?
And then, I came across this one. WTF?
Apparently, this is the cat born to Cyclops. I'm sorry, I just could not resist posting this picture. It kind of cured me of the kitten-fever, for now anyway. I have not let the kids see this, and I probably won't go out of my way to show them, either. Too much risk for nightmares. Although, it might cure Isabel's case of kitten-fever, too. Hmmm...
*Shudder*. Naah, I'll just keep this one between us, okay?