My How Things Have Changed

I need to blog. I need to remember this STUFF. Life happens, it's funny, it's crazy, it's memorable but over time the memories fade and then just disappear. So I need to blog but I'm not blogging for anyone but me because I need to remember...and anyone else that might find this stuff a wee bit funny.

So this morning when I was up at the crack of dawn getting ready for work, Pookie storms out of bed to yell at me because he can't sleep because A. I'm being too loud and B. The lights are too bright. And why is this funny? Because just less than a year ago I had to tip toe throughout the house because if Pookie heard me he would cry and plead for me not to go to work (telling me things like my work was closed) throwing out all stops in his effort to keep me home, but once accepting that I had to work he would wait until I was ready to go, give me a big kiss and wave good-bye with tears streaming down his face. Now a year later I'm being yelled at for being too loud so I bring him back to bed and as he turns his head to fall back to sleep, I give him a kiss on the cheek.