We got a new white kitten yesterday, from our dear Pastor’s family.

His name is Buttermilk! Isn’t that sweet? The name was a result of many hours of deliberation and voting. Nothing is simple when you live in a house with 8 people.

He slept in mine and my sister’s room last night, and it went well, except for about 3am, when he decided to attack all things with his claws and teeth. He eventually settled down.

Noah agrees! This new addition to our family is so much fun!

He even puts up with being poked, prodded, smothered, and squeezed. Which is always a good quality to have when entering our household…

(Thanks to Poppy for the pictures.)

“There are lots of fun things going on at Flibby’s beekeeping blog. You should really check it out.”

There is a somebody playing in the grass today. Who could it be?

This somebody likes to pull on grass. It’s squeaky and green and fun to try and eat.

Have you guessed who it is? It’s me! Noah!

I’m going to try and walk.

I did it! Yay!

Look who’s come to play with me! It’s kitty!

So… that’s it. What? Haven’t you ever seen cuteness before? No? Well that’s not my problem.

[Pictures courtesy of my favorite big sister, Flibbs]