I'm snooping on Cat's desktop computer (I do have her permission) as she and PapaCat are outside riding their bikes with Azia. The day after their spat, he bought a cheap bike so they could spend more time together.
Their relationship is much closer now. This morning he told Cat that she would always be his little girl, no matter how old she got. A month ago, Cat would have had a fit if he had said that. But now, she just hugged him and said, "Aren't you lucky, Papa? You have a little girl and a big girl now. That's two for the price of one!"
Cat showed me how to upload an avatar, and she found this kettle for me. I was looking at some of her documents and came across a folder titled: "Don't Look Mamma!" They came in for water and I asked her what that folder was and she said, "Don't look in that one, please. You'll find out what that is on Christmas." It's her Christmas list, I'll bet.
I dread the day we'll leave her. Lakisha has offered to accompany us to the airport and lend her support to Cat. That does make me feel a little bit better, but not very much.
Christmas is coming very quickly! Carl is taking us Christmas shopping tomorrow. He's a very good driver, and we're comfortable with him. He's a very nice young man. I can see he cares deeply for Cat, which doesn't surprise me at all. He's also sensitive as she is. It will be interesting to see where this goes.
Well, I'm off to water the plants and see what Aunty Stela is up to.
MammaCat