I have a tendency to be ridiculously spontaneous. This personality trait works to by benefit about 50% of the time.
I want to be a doula/midwife and start schooling right away. – Win
I want to learn something new and become overwhelmed. – Fail
Denny has become used to this. If it is something that is likely to fail, he will gently try to talk me out of it. If I am stubborn, he will support me anyways. Yay for loving husbands.
Let’s just say that this time, I was stubborn.
I’ve been thinking about getting Sophie a cat for a few months. There was just one little thing stopping me – I loath cats. We have had several since getting married, and they have all been spawns of Satan. That is not an exaggeration. I still have scars from some of them.
After talking to my friend, Claire, she mentioned that getting two kittens helps out a lot. Then they have a sibling to play with, and that keeps them entertained. Awesome! I continued to research randomness, and fill my mind with kitty knowledge.
Sunday night I had an itch to go looking for kittens.
Meet the newest Schlaikjer family members.
(Sophie couldn’t decide on a name, so she picked both)
They are brothers.
And Mya sticking random crap in her mouth.
That’s how she rolls.