I Think We're Being Followed

The W. family is being followed and has been for the last week. Who is following us? Well, according to Wesley there are two black kitties who almost always at our house. Let me use today as an example so you get the idea of how two imaginary black kitties have invaded our lives.

This morning Duane and I were in bed talking when Wesley came in for some cuddles and to chat. After about five minutes, Wesley informed me that he needed to go downstairs because the two black kitties were waiting to come in. Most days he really does open the door and pretend to let them in, but today Intz and Dintz (that's their names) were able to get in while Wesley was still in our bed. We had to pretend to pet them when they jumped up on the bed too.

Intz and Dintz told Wesley that they wanted juice with their breakfast. Sometimes Wesley will make meowing sounds to be their voices, but most of the time he just tells us what they are saying. Not only did these imaginary felines tell Wesley what he should have for breakfast, they helped him eat it too!

Of course, Intz and Dintz can't be left home alone. Wesley very graciously invited them to church with us too. They followed us out of the house and Wesley helped them into the car. They sat in the back seat and sang (Wesley meowing) almost the whole way to church - although they often help me or Duane drive. They even came in for the worship service. In fact, Wesley insisted on sitting on the stage at the side of the room and making them a picnic. And when we left, Wesley reminded them to stay next to Mommy in the parking lot.

The kitties went to COSI with us this afternoon too. Luckily we managed to get some pictures without them .

Can't you just see the headline now? "Toddler drives mom to hospital when she goes into labor."

Looking at things from a different point of view.

I've got my eye on you!

Wesley had such a good time playing, you'd think that he would've forgotten all about them. Not quite. Although he didn't mention them the whole time we were there, he made sure they were following when we made our way back to the car. As I'm typing this, Intz and Dintz are riding in the back of Wesley's ice cream truck, delivering ice cream to Mommy and Daddy. Oops! Apparently the kitties are on the move and have gone upstairs. Wesley wants me to go upstairs with him and play with them. I hope they go home soon.