Ace as a kitten.
Ace grown up.
And as hard as it would be for me, my kids would suffer terribly. I tried explaining this to MG. "Can you imagine how Sous Chef would react? There's not a day that goes by that he doesn't hug and kiss on that cat and tell him he loves him and how happy he is he lives with us." CJ is the same. And so is Big E. Not to mention me. To be honest with you, MG loves on the cat as much as the rest of us. He just does it with a little more distance and a quick follow up to wash his hands and face.
MG recently went to the doctor to get refills on his meds, talk about allergy shots, etc. On that very day, CJ comes home with this "Thankful" packet he worked on at school. These are the pages that were in there.
This says, "I am most thankful for mom because she found Ace."
This one says, "Dear Mom, thank you for finding Ace. I love you!"
This one says, "I am thankful for Ace because he's cute." I corrected the spelling for cute, which CJ spelled "ceut.
Man, that kid has good timing.