12 more days

Just 12 more days, just 12 more days, only 12 more days and I won't have a parrot shrieking at me. I am having to keep telling myself, this too shall pass, it is either that or my brain starts contemplating BooBoo's demise. He is in a foul mood today, and is making life quite interesting. Maybe he is noticing that his loyal band of followers have spent the majority of their day out with the kittens. Did I mention that the mother brought 2 more kittens to the back porch? I hope she doesn't have anymore, 3 kittens was sort of cute, 5 is bordering on panic, I'm feeding *how* many cats?
In school today we were trying to make butter, the cream got to the point of whipped cream and the children decided that tasted yummier. I had found a deeply reduced quart of heavy whipping cream at Kroger and we had lots of fun using it up today. I also had enough left over to make a batch of homemade vanilla ice cream. Yummy.