Crazy Brothers

Miles is a crazy little boy. He annoys me constantly, but sometimes he can be really cute.  I like to call him a cookoo-head. I think that's rather appropriate. 

He plays with my stuff and rips up my books. I hate it when he does this. Mama gets mad, too. 

I like this picture of him because he was showing off his karate moves. He doesn't know karate but likes to think he does. 

Be afraid, very afraid.

Cats

I have a cat named Dexter. He's so cute. He's furry and lovable and a little crazy. 

Dexter likes to sleep with me on some nights. Other nights he sleeps next to Daddy. Mama used to have a cat named Jerry that slept on her head every night. Jerry was a great cat and I miss her. She died last summer.

Miles likes to torture the cat by loving the cat too much -- squeezing him too hard when he hugs Dexter. Poor Dexter. Too much love.

Dexter likes to look out the window every day and watch the birds. Mama won't let him play outside. I think she's afraid something will happen to the cat. We live next to a field where a couple wild cats live. These are scary cats. 

Right now, Dexter is staring at me. I think I should go pet him...

First Post

My name is Caitlynn. You may know my mama, Marcy, who blogs quite a bit about me and my brother, Miles. She also writes about food - mostly about food that I don't like. 

My favorite things in life are American Girl Dolls, Barbies, good kids jokes, and movies like Ratatouille and Kit Kittredge. 

I have a little brother who likes to annoy me. His name is Miles. He's cute but he bothers me. Mama says this is what little brothers are supposed to do. 

So, check back here to hear my thoughts about girlie things.