thesearethedays

Little Livy Suh sleeps at our feet every night. Sometimes I'll wake up and kick her in the head, hear her start to purr, and she'll crawl up between Aaron and I and sleep right at my side as I pound the snooze button again... and again... and again...

Her purr sounds different every night. Yesterday it sounded soothing, like a relaxing hum, as she laid on my chest as we watched the Olympics. Tonight she sounded like something broke off and was rolling around in her purrer.

I love coming home and seeing Aaron and Livy cuddled together on the couch. Makes my heart the happiest, especially given Aaron's history as an ardent anti-feline supporter :) I have tried hard to like his little dogs, so I am glad he gave cats a chance, too. I think we're both better for it; the dissenters on both sides knew we would get a kitty/little dog eventually, so embracing (literally) the cat/dog sooner rather than later just made sense.

The other night Aaron and I were talking, and he mentioned how much he loved having the distance between us and his "old life." It made me pretty happy, since I used to feel a lot like I would play second fiddle to his family indefinitely. Knowing that he chooses me, and that he is adamant that we make plans for us exclusively, means very much to me.We love our family, but being our own family and establishing traditions and a lifestyle without feeling bound to either of our families' lifestyles and ideologies is something he is really passionate about, sort of suddenly. And I love that about him.

Like I said, this kind of came as a surprise. For a while he felt left out of his family's goings-on and it hurt him. It was distance, not necessarily intention or expectations, that created the separation, but I can't say that I hate that the "separation" of him from his family because it has shown him a freedom that he wouldn't have had otherwise, and that has helped him become a really invested husband.

And he is a wonderful husband!
And a wonderful kitty daddy!

Speaking of kitty daddies, Aaron wants to get Liv a harness and leash and walk her. I am silently laughing and outwardly cheering him on because 1. I think it will be hilarious to see this event unfurl and 2. Knowing Aaron, he will be bound and determined to walk her on a leash and will not stop until he and Livy successfully walk... is this another sign that Aaron's never had a cat before? Stay tuned...