Painting

Found this a couple of places on the blogring and couldn’t resist exploring. Wish I could find the energy to do it with paint instead of a keyboard though.

There’s a kitten asleep in the middle of the floor. He’s taken to just dropping off wherever he happens to be – I guess that means he feels at home here. He’s settled in very quickly – if he’s in the mood to be stroked he loves it. If he’s playing scat cat, you can’t touch him – he’s gone.

Small is bursting into writing – he’s just filled a page with wonderful letters, some of which he’s managed to read out. He’s decorated it with happy ppl and the man in the moon

Big is watching Megamaths – 9 times table at the moment, complete with signing. She’d like to be on the computer in the dining room but I brought boxes home from the supermarket yesterday to start packing things to go in the newly rented storage crate and now you can’t get at the puter. Must sort that out for her and soon. Right after a cup of tea, sorting out the disgusting litter tray and hanging out some more washing.