The Good:
Cora and Cait started dance yesterday. Cora was so excited, but by the end of the hour she wanted nothing to do with it. I couldn't figure out why until when we got home she was asleep in her car seat. Poor thing was just too tired to move anymore.
She was so vain too. She just stared at herself in the mirrors the whole time. Every once in a while she would actually do what she was told, but not very often. I asked Miss Pamela if she was a total pain in the butt, and she said "nope, she was a normal three year old." Few, I was worried I had just spent $20 on shoes she wouldn't be wearing.
Cait loved being back in dance. She was ready to go as soon as she got home from school, and asked every 10 minutes if it was time to go. She jumped right back into the swing of things once there too. I am excited for this year cause they are getting a little more technical in their steps instead of just teaching them a dance. Yea!
I only got a pic of Cora because it was her first day, Cait's done it before.


The Sad:
Popcorn died yesterday. She was our canary that we have only had since Christmas. She was chirping at me yesterday morning, so I fed her (she was a little pushy when it came to her food, she wanted it when she wanted it). Then I noticed her at about 2:30 sleeping on her perch. Then around 5 David found her dead. We loved her so much and she was really fun to watch and listen too. Rest in Peace Popcorn.
I took this pic on Christmas day when we got her. Can you tell why we called her Popcorn?
The Interesting:
I had jury duty this morning. Never done it before and I can't say that I have done it now. The judge and attorney's were about 20 minutes late getting in the court room and when they did come in the judge said it had taken them so long because they had worked out a deal so we were excused. I was excited to be apart of the judicial system, but am glad that I am home because David was not so pleased about having to do all my errands today, with getting sleep and all, he was going to have a rough day.
Now just for a little funny note. The other day Dawson was apparently starving and I was busy. So he started telling me I had 100 seconds until he died. Well about 10 seconds later he tells me I have 13 seconds until he dies and he continues counting down from thirteen. When he got to one, he collapsed on the floor. I just continued doing what I was doing just ignoring him. So he came in again and did the same thing. I think he died 3 times before I finally had time to get him a snack.

Belle's in her cute monkey jammies being a cute monkey!

