My goofball son and friend when I asked to take their pictures. It was a good day.

As my wise grandmother would have said, if she was still with us, "Que Chulo! He could be a model." I agree, grandma. I heard you in my head.

Sonyah, the littlest and yet bravest of the bunch, deciding to ride the new litter box. I would expect no less from her.

Got a new self cleaning litter box. I thoroughly checked it for safety cuz a lot of them are dangerous and have even killed cats. This one never fully closes and still has a stopping mechanism. Needed to be open cuz I have 2 large kitties. They're suspiciously doing their own investigating

I am very very ready for ugly Christmas sweater day this year

My son's have 2 brothers (same dad different mom, obviously). One has turned 15 today. SO, I got him this joke gift cuz it's true, it speaks alpha lingo, AND nothing less would be expected of me than to use lingo I have no business using.

This is Kiki, the neighborhood cat. She likes to come and scare the bejeezus out of me cuz she's a stealthy ninja. Walking from my car and suddenly feel a bump on my leg. My son says it's the cat distribution at work.

These are my silly and hilarious sons. They're the ones that gave me the names "MamaMan" and "Swear-A-Tron9000", super hero and super villain names, when they were little.

From left to right we got Ralphy the dopey baby, Daryl the intellectual, and Sonyah the ninja. Daryl used to be a lone kitty after his brother died. But as you can see, he's taken to being a big brother of sorts to these two. They love him.