boy and his bengal

How do you get your kids to practice?

This is our little pianist:

Pogi enjoyed Dom’s talented playing and singing.


This was how we spent our Sunday evening. Then Nathan made some pasta that included chard grown in our garden. Dom picked out and ate all of his kalamata olives and was bummed we didn’t have anymore to give him when those were gone. Add those to the next shopping list.

Our goal is that by this time next year, Dom will have learned to sing and play happy birthday for aunt Mern, Grumma, Teddy, Marissa, and other August birthdays.

This boy and his Bengal


When we’re outside, Pogi often suits in the windows of the basement, mewwing at us through the single panes. Dom loves it of course and has to say hello which drives Pogi a wee bit crazy. I suppose it was only a matter of time before this boy began harassing the cat in more ways than just pulling his tail.

A little more boy and his bengal

boyandbengal2It constantly surprises me that Dominic and Pogi are buds. I assumed that bringing a baby home would make Pogi a very unhappy cat and at first, it did. He crept around whatever baby thing Dom was in: car seat, swing, seat, bassinet, and such. He would hiss when Dominic would move or crawl. We seemed to be off to a great start.

One day, I held Dominic’s hand out and Pogi didn’t hiss.

Then, there was that time when Pogi let Dom touch him.

When Dominic started sitting up, we would hand him one of Pogi’s toys to shake around and Pogi joined right in. How fun. I wrote about it because that is what I do: Boy and his bengal (the first).

To this day, their friendship continues. See all of these neat-o pictures? I am still surprised by it. I am surprised that Dominic chases Pogi and the cat might let him win. I am surprised that Pogi follows Dominic around. I am surprised that when Dom is on one side of a closed door, Pogi reaches under with his paws to find him.

I am NOT surprised that Pogi crawls under Dom’s crib at night if we don’t catch him first to shut him up in the other room before putting Dom to bed…

Wow, I explained that well.

We don’t want Pogi in Dom’s room at night. Just let the kid sleep. We do.

It’s still pretty cute, though, our little man and the cat.



Pogi, Dom’s Shadow

bedtime_pogiI suppose that Dominic doesn’t have a choice in this.

He owns a cat.

I did not think that Pogi would prefer Dom very much. Prior to Dom’s birth, when children would come over, where do you think Pogi would usually go? Under the bed of course. Every now and then, a careful and patient child would coax him out. And how often, would you say, does a child prefer to be careful and patient?

Pogi would play with Kate, but it would take her 10-15 minutes to convince him she wouldn’t grab his tail or yank out his fur and so it was safe to creep out from under the bed. I must admit, it was impressive to see this little 4-year old (at the time) be patient just so she could play fetch with Pogi.

Babies aren’t patient. They make a lot of noise. They flail. They clench their fists around things. Pogi was sure to dislike this new family member when Dom came home.

And he did for the first couple of weeks, hissing at baby Dom.

When Pogi was curled up in his cat bed, I would hold out Dom’s hand and have him pet the cat. Guess how much Pogi loved that? At first he hissed, then tolerated, then attempted to ignore us. Then one day, Pogi reached up to Dom’s hand, sniffed it, and rubbed his cheek against it. I must admit, I was surprised.

“Wow, Dom! Pogi likes you!” Dom didn’t even look up at me. He wasn’t looking at Pogi either. I think he was still learning to focus. I had to be surprised on my own.

Eventually, Pogi came in one morning and dropped his toy next to Dominic instead of by me. I started teaching Dom to hold Pogi’s toy for him. I’m sure he learned so much.

Now, Pogi wants to be everywhere Dom is. At times, it’s annoying because I have to go and find him somewhere in Dom’s room (in the closet, under the crib, under the chair) before I can shut his door for his nap. If Pogi’s left in there, eventually he starts meowing. Bad cat.

Tonight, as Nathan was reading Dominic his bedtime stories, Pogi was nearby. He was already preparing a new hiding place so I couldn’t drag him out of the room when Dom went to bed, but as you can see from the picture, it was rather obvious. I’m sure that Pogi thought it was perfect, though. He even shook his little bum while hiding under the playmat as though he was going to suddenly pounce on me and the camera in the hall.

Well, Dominic, you have a cat named Pogi and Pogi can’t wait until you learn to throw.


Sitting, Smiling, Bathing, Tubbing. Birds, Pogi, and Plenty of Fun!

With the Independence Day holiday this last Thursday, I took advantage and made it into an extra-specially long weekend by taking Friday off from work. It was the best!

On the 4th, Nathan was blessed with lots of homework so Dom and I left him at home with Pogi’s help while we went to the zoo. I took my camera and left it in the diaper bag until the very end. This is how this picture (below) went down:

Oh how patriotic, the bald eagles! Let’s get a picture with them behind us.

Dustin takes the camera while Maren and I line up with the boys in the stroller.


Oh, the bald eagle flew away.

Can you see the other eagle hiding in the shadow?

Dustin: sure.

Picture taken.

Looking at the picture later: look how HAPPY our two boys are! Happy 4th to you.


Dom’s favorite was probably the polar bear that was pacing around his den and then outside, making circles in the dirt.

On the way home, he had to check on me in the car: “How’s the view from up there, mom? I got my sock. Yep. Light turned green. Green means go.”


Back at home, Pogi sat with Dom for a little bonding. They had truly missed each other. Truly. Madly. Deeply.


We barbecued at my parents that evening and enjoyed some relaxing time in the hot tub. Technically, it was more of a warm tub since it was nearing 100 degrees. Dom appreciated splashing around and standing up on his own.


On Friday, after Dom’s swimming class, our family (minus Pogi) went to Tracy Aviary with Laina, Hobbes and Alice. THIS TIME WE GOT A PICTURE WITH TWO BALD EAGLES. SO PATRIOTIC.


A peacock showed off for us. Not bad, bird; not bad.


And a few other gems from the outing:


To finish the weekend strong, Dom and Dad had a staring contest. Nathan won because SOMEBODY doesn’t have a very long attention span.


And here are a few bonus pictures for you: Pogi apparently loves Dom’s jumper and Dom apparently loves his baths and his dinners!