While Mackenzie was still just a bean shaped blob in my belly, I was warned on several occasions about the dangers of having both cats and kids together under one roof. I usually smiled and nodded at the advice, punctuated with an " I'm not worried" shrug. Secretly, though, I wondered how things would go when our real life child arrived, nudging our "fur babies" into second place in the rankings.
Today, 2.5 years later, Mike and I just look at each other and smile at the bond that Mack and our pets share. We are especially perplexed at the friendship between Mackenzie and Sydney ( who is 100% "cat" in ever sense of the stereo type).
Thinking about this, though, I shouldn't be too surprised. I'm seeing that two year olds and cats have quite a bit in common- they are, in fact, both the center of the universe ( even if only in their own minds).
Here are a few recent pictures of Mackenzie and her friends:
Mack trying to warm Duncan up after his bath:
Who's under that blanket?
Poor Duncan!
Every morning Sydney waits outside Mack's door for her to wake up :
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The boys love Mom's cats too, though they usually run and hide as soon as they see the boys....lol.
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