Friends on Friday

This is how I woke up this morning...

with Ben and Kip snuggled in beside me.  Bliss!!!

Tuxie Tuesday

Hi there kids, I have a little story to tell you.  Yesterday I threw up on my brother Kip...

I was sitting on mum's new demi-lune table, you can see it a little in the background just over my shoulder, and suddenly I was overcome with a nasty furball.  Well I didn't have time to jump down I just vomited where I was.  Half of it landed on the table and if that wasn't bad enough, the other half landed on Kip who had walked over to see what all the noise was about and was standing on the floor underneath me.

Believe me when I tell you guys it was completely accidental like. When one is in the throes of a devil furball there is no time to yell at your younger brother to get out of the way.  Mum was walking into the bedroom when all this happened and was just in time to see Kip get splatted on the top of his head and back of the ear. He didn't even flinch or run off, he just stood there, mum thinks maybe he didn't realize what happened.

She picked Kipper up and rushed down the hall to the bathroom, grabbed some toilet paper to wipe off the vomit then washed his head with warm water.  He is such an easygoing fellow he just sat on the bathroom counter while mum fixed him up, then he gave his head a shake and followed mum back into the bedroom.  Mum had paper towels to clean up the little mess and they both wanted to check and see if I was okay.

I was totally fine, it always feels good to get rid of one of those things.  The best part though was that Kip wasn't mad or anything.  Frankly, I don't know if I would have been so relaxed if someone barfed on ME!!!  I'm glad I have such a great brother :-)