Happy Birthday Fred

Well, it's that time of year again -

cat birthday party time!

As far as Fred's birthday - we're not positive..

its somewhere around the first weekend we remember in October...

sooooo....

While we were at the foodstore on Sunday - we were sure to pick up a tasty can of Jack Mackerel for my first born.

gagorama

we .. of course... tortured the poor boy by singing "Happy Birthday" to him..

making him not only wait - but dance for his treats

meow

No holiday-cat-meal is complete without a child lifting him up by his neck to pose for a picture

purr yum purr

Proper way to carry a sword

my little samari

Holiday Weapons

Only a grandmother would buy the kids weapons in honor of Halloween.
Nanny bought each kid a sword in honor of this festive month- and honestly, the only thing cuter would be if she bought them each their first shotgun.

I figured I was being one of those dull moms - that won't allow their toddlers to play with weapons.. so I reluctantly brought them out of the trunk warning both kids that the first time I heard complaining- or saw sword- related tears- they would go directly in the garbage.
They agreed and quite frankly, I've never seen them get along better. The ever present threat of toy-distruction has created a tight sibling bond.
Granted, boy will wallop the girl on the noggin & she promptly falls on the ground crying- but she promises the crying was due to the fall- not the hit.
Whatevs.
Either way- they're both convinced they've become either Peter Pan or Captain Hook- beating the crap out of each other - happy as clams.

If you hit me- they're garbage

Touche!

they'll battle anywhere

Lovely

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Quick pause for a seesaw

Game on

King of the cheapshot

Boy waits for the perfect moment to knock girl out -

the perfect moment being... when she is without her sword