The other day we drove past a familiar blue roofed building where we got our two wonderful cats. As we drove by, G said to me, "I know how to spell pets, Mom. SPCA."
Tonight as I put Bud-Jack to bed, he gave be "a little kiss" on one cheek, then "a nover kiss -- a big one" on the other cheek, then "one more kiss" on my forehead. It's nice to be loved.