We Have a Cat...

And his name is Jack. Yes, our "titty tat" is a 2 year old boy who likes to crawl around the apartment, eat "titty tat 'nacks" from a bowl on his hands and knees and meow constantly.


Please don't confuse the tat with our Jack Frog that hops and ribbits around the apartment after bathtime in a frog towel.

It's all about imagination and pretend play these days. I find it hysterical. Kevin worries that our son might be mental. Here's Jack's reaction to his father's suggestion.