Loud laughter comes from the mudroom. Leaning back from the sink I see the Grands playing around the pet carrier.
On an inspiration of exploration, the Two-Year old has crawled into the cage, the one year old is laughing loudly because she has closed the door to the cage.
She, who has no words to express humor, fully understands humor! I marvel at her.
She is aware that I am observing in silence, and begins bang her hand on the cage. Stopping to see my reaction, she laughs and bangs once more.
The two-year old seems content to lie back on the blankets and daydream of being a cat in a cage.
I am now on the floor making cat and dog sounds with them, when we hear my daughter, their mother enters into the house from shopping.
Quickly brushing off any evidence of being in the forbidden area, we run to kitchen and grab cookies.
What happens at Gigi’s stays at Gigi’s!
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