Lately, I've been having a difficult time getting my butt in my chair to do any writing. Partly, this is because of the amount of yard work and things still needing to be finished before the snowflakes make their appearance. But mostly it is because Levi's skill at getting into trouble has increased significantly.

We got a new cat. Levi loves her.

In the last few days, these have been Levi's favourite things to wear. He goes and finds them from the shoe stash in our entrance first thing int he morning, brings them to you (one at a time, sometimes), and stands there holding them out to you, making his little ascending-pitch "uh?" sound that is his general word whenever he has a question or wants something. Once you help him put them on, he is happy as a clam, proud as punch, and wears them for pretty much the rest of the day.