heavy
So last night Ele fell asleep holding Quito after his bath. Eme took off her glasses and Robert got Quito. Eme decides she's going to take Rebel upstairs (usually Ele's job, unless we're late getting to bed and Rebel has said heck with yall and already went upstairs). I hear a bunch of Rebel crying screaming, and Eme grunting when I hear Eme say, "Whew! Boy this cat is heavy!" As she passes the bathroom I see the below picture...to which Eme said, "Hurry Momma! She's slippin!" God Bless!