Seriously? Arabic?
This morning as I began my morning ritual of coffee and computer, I felt as if something was off a bit, but it certainly wasn't me. Aside from the fact that I'm here in Japan still, something just didn't work right, but I still didn't catch what it was. The kids had a couple of errands to do this morning and Khloe needed to stay with me, which is fine. Why not leave Devynn with me as well was my question and of course, this is a good idea. Besides, she's pretty easy to deal with at this point, its the kitten and Khloe that you have to watch out for. Anyway, as I'm trying to figure out what to give to Khloe for breakfast, fixing my coffee, booting my computer and deciding on a DVD to let her watch until I was ready for her, Devynn is fussing. As I turn around to see what is wrong, and maybe to replace the plug that was spit out, I see Khloe standing in front of the swing, the kitten is on the ottoman supervising, and all of a sudden I see Devynn's binky go ...