The strangest thing happens on really foggy mornings.
First, I suddenly think it's ok to let my little girl dig in the dirt in her pj's and bare feet even though I know she's got to be freezing.
And second, all of these birds gather in the tree across the street and hang out until the fog starts to
lift.
There's always one or two big ones, and a bunch of little ones.
It's like a regular convention for them. Or maybe it's like some kind of birdy hydrating spa treatment or something. All I know is, the birds dig the fog, and the old dead tree.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Of Birds and Fog
Happy Birthday Baby!
I can't believe that this little girl...
...is now this two year old little girl.
Abby has been the sweetest little girl in the whole wide world and even after 2 years she's as charming as ever. She loves kisses and snuggling and lately, yelling no and running away...but she did just turn two, after all.
We had a little party at home for her.
With cake!
We gave her a scooter that she LOVES. Now she won't have to steal her sisters anymore.
The Black Eye Story
The girls and I were scoping out the 75% off toy clearance at Target when Abby, who can no longer be contained in the cart and insists on walking everywhere, tripped over the cart's wheel and went face first into the isle's bottom shelf. You know, the one with the tiny little, skinny edge that could cut through flesh like butter. I had flashes of blood, gaping wounds and rushing off to the ER for stitches flash through my mind, but as it turns out, she just got a really good shiner.
The tough little cookie cried for about 2 minutes, then was ready to continue the toy hunt.
Spontaneous Pictures
My little brother come over to get some tips on using his new camera, and I got these craptastically brilliant pictures of the girls.
That's a combo of pb&j, blue eye shadow, pj's, crazy hair and a black eye.
And this was just a very contrary girl.
It was like, the most picture ready day ever!
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