Ode to Opie

He was left-handed. We know that because once you finished a bowl of cereal or a glass of milk, he would sneak up to it, and put his left paw to the bottom, and go to town. You know, the last little puddle that is impossible to get... Opie was such a genius, he knew to put his paw in, touch the milk, and then lick it off!

His first word was "Heh-woah!" He said it an ornery manner, sitting at your feet, looking you in the eye, as if to say, "Hold me, pet me, and love on me, would ya!" He would also say it when he wanted in or out the door, as he stretched with his front legs to the door handle, trying to turn it.

Opie loved dark fabrics, and coffee tables to stretch out on. He loved sleeping in the sun and would sleep in our bed during the winter to keep warm. He was always looking for bugs to chase, fake mice to hide, and has been known to take down a few Christmas trees in his day.

As a baby, he would shred the toilet paper in the bathroom, and slide around the kitchen floor on plastic bags as we put away groceries. It was hysterical when he'd get his head stuck inside something. He was always up for a good snuggle, or even hiding in our dresser drawers.

We are very sad over losing you, dear Opie. Rest in peace, good buddy... we know you are seated at the right hand of Jesus! See you when we get to Heaven!

Discussions

"Can you get my green froggy boot off for me please?" ... the first of many very long sentences Mya has said lately. This was last night, when in fact she had put on one foot a red house shoe, which she called her soft shoe, and the other foot she some how managed to get on (the wrong foot in fact) one of her froggy rain boots. That sucker was tough to get off! Anyway, it was a shocker.

She has been putting together a full string of thoughts lately. Like when we got into a discussion (weird but true, but I know she is still a 2 year old after all) over the cars. Usually mommy drives the Camry to work, since the advantage is gas mileage. This leaves daddy with the Explorer and all its amenities since he primarily taxies Mya. So, all summer she has been asking, "where's your car Mommy?" This because we've swapped vehicles.

The other day, both cars were in the car port when we went down stairs, so Mya turned to me and asked very politely, "Your car or Daddy's car? Which one are we gonna take today, Mommy?" She held out her hands by her shoulders, leaned her head over and said, "Which one?" I was shocked then as well. Is she old enough to understand how to use the word which? Apparently, because she did.

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