last night i couldnt sleep. i stared out my window, not exactly sad or exactly happy, but content. the moon was so bright, i could see beyond the street, which glowed white and stark against the woods alongside it. once i saw the shadow of a rabbit; it stood very still and then bounded off out of sight. earlier that night, as i pulled in the driveway, i disturbed two bunnies nibbling on the grass in the center of the road. one fled towards the house and i realized as i got out of the car, that aang had noticed those rabbits, too. i called to aang to distract him, and it worked; clearly, he could chase rabbits anytime while a few minutes of head scratching was a rarer commodity.

now, lying in bed hours later, my mind wandered to the upcoming trip in november. two nephews and one neice, all in the same house! of course, vianne is too small to do much but look cute. but the boys... i have visions of coloring and drawing with them, doing the famous aunt stephanie sheet swing (in which you place both boys in a sheet, positioning them so their heads are less apt to knock together, and then, along with a partner, grab the ends of the sheet and swing away) and imagining up stories together...

since the moon was so bright and i wasnt sleeping anyway, i went outside for a bit. it was after midnight, just barely, and the moon had risen. aang was gone, but i sat on the steps anyway and wrote a small story for the boys.

the adventures of aang the cat.