For the past few nights, Jack has been real restless at night. I had to put him back to bed several times as he sang to himself and cooed at his toys. While cute in theory, at 5am it isn't quite so amusing. I wondered if it was his canines poking their way out of his gums or just the coffee I have been drinking in the day to keep myself awake that is causing this witching hour wakefulness.

My friend Mike would be proud of me starting to write again. I completed a poem last night (completely edited and all - but finicky me would like to go for a second look edit again) and am at 6292 words of my story. I am stuck because I don't know where I want to take the heroes and how a story like that is going to end.

Anyway, since getting my act together, I am beginning to plan fun days for Jack, like trips to the park, swimming, playdates (soon), and places where he can plain have fun (like Go-Go Bambini, which is scheduled for tomorrow). The zoo was thrilling for him but my Dad and I were saddened by the state it was in, how tiny the spaces were for the animals and how terrible it is for animals like polar bears and all the cats (a white male tiger was pacing frustratedly up and down), accustomed to huge expanses of land is confined to what is for them, a 4x4 cell.

At Bukit Timah Plaza today, we stopped by Aquapets and out of guilt I bought the kids a new fishing toy with feathers and a felt carrot, a can of salmon cat treats, and a box of cat grass which I plan to grow (someday). When we got home, Jack eagerly started feeding the cats the salmon treats and I played with Tux and Buffy who were very thrilled with the new toy. Boy looked marginally annoyed when I ruffled his fur with the toy but went on eating the treats Jack was feeding him. It was a happy and lovely evening with all the children!

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