Happy Halloween!

The "Other" Linus

We have two cats. Linus and Lucy. (No, we're not crazy fans of Charles Shultz... it just happened). Andrew loves both cats and regularly makes desperate attempts to pet them. Linus usually obliges... but Lucy never does.

Despite her dislike of Andrew (well, any person, really)... Lucy was one of the first words that Andrew could say - "Woo-cee." But lately... he seems to have forgotten her name.

Last night, Andrew and I were playing in front of the house. Linus was wandering around with us. Andrew caught site of him and started calling "Yi-nus," over and over again.

M: "Yes Andrew, there's Linus. He's eating grass."
A: "Oh. Yi-nus, Yinus." (Desperately looking around and around.)
M: "Andrew, Linus is right there, see... he's digging in the dirt."
A: "Blah, blah, blah, blah (gibberish that I couldn't understand), blah Yi-nus." (Still looking around.)
M: "Are you looking for Lucy? Lucy is in the house!"
A: "Oh."
(Lucy wanders outside from inside the house).
A: "YI-NUS!!!"

Apparently, Andrew has renamed our cats Linus... and the Other Linus.

(We might also be having a similar identity crisis with Mama and Dada... in the last week... we are currently BOTH known as "Mama"... much to Brandyn's chagrin).

Good Morning!!!

Andrew likes his yogurt!

An-deeeew!

When we are home and around the house... we can often be heard calling for Andrew. Whether we're playing hide-n-seek, or he just wandered off and we're trying to figure out what room he's in. Andrew's response to hearing his name called... to repeat us. We call out "An-drew"... he responds "An-dew." Damn cute.