A new little cat has been adopting us. He absolutely loves to wind around our legs whenever we go outside. Because of this habit, we have decided to name him Tripp! Or, as Kandy calls him, Tripping Midnight. I don't want him inside, but I have no problem feeding him in the garage. (I know, famous last words.) Anyway, Sunny said, "I don't want to adopt him because he's too nice."
Overheard from the playroom:
Missy: I'm not ticklish there. I don't laugh when you tickle me. Well, I might chuckle a little, but I don't laugh.
(Does she know what chuckle means?)