These came this morning in an e-mail~
The Ellen Show was on and she read this submission to a contest from a viewer:
So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just
recently died. Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry
him around and sit on him and nothing ever bothered him. He
used to hang out and nap all day long on this mat in our
bathroom.
Well, we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4
years old, 3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli.
Eli really loves chapstick. LOVES IT. He kept asking to use my
chapstick and then losing it. So finally one day I showed him
where in the bathroom I keep my chapstick and how he could use
it whenever he wanted to but he needed to put it right back in
the drawer when he was done.
Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush
around and try to get ready for Church with everyone crying and
carrying on. My two boys are fighting over the toy in the
cereal box. I am trying to nurse my little one at the same time
I am putting on my make-up. Everything is a mess and everyone
has long forgotten that this is a wonderful day to honor me and
the amazing job that is motherhood.
We finally have the older one and the baby loaded in the car
and I am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I
finally round the corner to go into the bathroom. And there was
Eli. He was applying my chapstick very carefully to Jack's rear end.
Eli looked right into my eyes and said
"chapped."
Now if you have a cat, you know that he is right--their
little
butts do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack didn't seem
to
mind.
And the only question to really ask at that point was whether
it was the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the hundredth.
And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it
reminds us that no matter how hard we try to civilize these
glorious little creatures, there will always be that day
when
you realize they've been using your chapstick on the cat's
butt.
