The Shallows

I know that those of you who don't know me well and read my musings must think I'm a little crazy. I go from posts about pianos parked on sidewalks to wrestling with angels to mating cats at an alarming rate. And that's kinda me. I swim in the depths and revel in them and then I come up to the surface for air and find that very enjoyable as well.
So I emerged today and found laughter waiting for me.
Dave's birthday was a day to thank God for the blessing of a wonderful husband and father.
My sister and the kids' cousin, Summer, came for a visit. I think Summer is getting to old for dancing (however I'm not sure how that's possible because I'm not too old for dancing).

Rowan fell asleep like this and I found it very amusing.

Posy's face makes me laugh. She's wistful and naughty and little.

Here is what's been cracking me up lately. Our cat's fur was matted so we decided to...

Shave him. Doesn't he look hilarious. He's frightfully self-conscious which makes it even more funny.