Letters to Myself

Ian's chin continues to heal. We think. The stitches already dissolved (we thought they'd last 'till Friday), and he's having to keep a band-aid on it to help protect it from the rough and tumble plush-eat-plush hurly-burly that is daycare. Worry worry worry.

On a happier update, for those of you curious about Ian's ongoing relationship with the cats, this cartoon (found here), altho' not how it was intended, actually shows the essential relationship between the boy and June, Queen of the Cats:


The others, not so much. One out of four isn't bad, tho'.