Our poor, sweet Simon kitty has died. We knew he was gone on Truman's birthday, but waited until monday to break the news. We told the kids he had been gone a few days and we were afraid something bad had happened to him. Amelia asked if he died and we said yes. I did not want to tell them the whole truth, that he got ran over. Both kids cried for awhile then Amelia wanted to draw a picture to remember him. The pipe cleaners show a happy then a sad face. And the prince and princess stickers are her and Simon. She called him her charming, her prince charming and she was going to marry him. She insisted we wear cat stickers in his honor as well. We think even Marley dog is sad. She has acted very mopey and not herself.

The next evening I scooped up his remains and Travis put him in the front flower bed. Kids, you'll read this someday and hopefully will understand why we didn't tell you the whole story.