Momma Bird

This evening after diner and baths I had the chore of collecting the trash and taking it out to the curb for Wednesday morning pick-up. Everything about the chore seemed routine and stinky until I heard some crazy squeals from our front yard tree. As abruptly as the wild noise had started it stopped. So to pacify my curiosity I stood on the porch for a few minutes to observe and enjoy a moment of peace and the sound of a gentle rain. I had figured the sound I had heard was baby birds but I had not pinpointed their location, that was until I saw Momma Bird fly up to take a peek-a-boo at her brood. I thought this was a picture I must have and went inside to grab my camera.

The peacefulness of the porch was lost as soon as I walked back in the house. The girls were frantically trying to put their shoes on their feet so that they could join me on the front porch and Fletcher was fussing with an adamant tone of wanting to belong as well. I was forced to rethink my plan of simply grabbing the camera and catching "the shot." So I told the girls they could come but had to be quiet and sit on the porch bench and I put Fletcher in the backpack baby carrier.

We were all settled on the porch in a relatively calm manner. Erica was asking questions, Addison was picking up grass clippings, Fletcher was doing his best to grab anything he could and I was waiting for Momma Bird to catch a bug or a worm so she could feed the babies and I could get "the shot" and call it a day. She must have just fed them before we had all made it to the porch because the wait almost became not worth it. Just when I was about to give up and call it a day Momma swooped in with bug in beak and I began snapping one picture after the next. I must have taken ten pictures in a ten second time frame and this is the one that capture my heart.

It was not till I came inside and uploaded the pictures till I saw myself as Momma Bird; doing her best to take care of her three babies. We all have a purpose in this world and Momma Bird reminded me how beautiful mine is.

Rub Your Belly

Yesterday we made a trip to the doctor's office to get physicals for the upcoming school year. We all know how the wait time from when the nurse leaves the exam room until the doctor arrives is grueling; try doing it with three beautiful children. I could have resorted to a game of I Spy or given goodies (gummy bears) to pass the time more peacefully. Instead, an impromptu game of rub your belly and pat your head came to mind and made this torture chamber of sorts more fun for all of us. Lucky for me, just after the milk dropped the doctor walked in the door. Enjoy!

Hope You Feel Bright Too

Addison walked into the kitchen this morning wiping sleepy from her eyes and with great enthusiasm said "It's morn'in time!" I asked her "How do you know that?" She replied "Because I feel so bRiGhT." I love it when the day starts off good. Hope your day is BrIgHt! K

The Best Days

I was looking through the last 5 years of pictures and thought I would share some of my favorites with you. Smile and Enjoy. K

Toothfairy APB

Yesterday Erica exclaimed, "Mom my tooth is loose!" After a very close inspection I found out that there was nothing loose about her teeth and explained to her she still had a year or so before her teeth would loosen and fall out. I then asked her why she was in such a hurry for them to fall out. She told me how she had heard that when you lose your teeth you put them under your pillow and the Tooth fairy comes along while you sleep and gives you money and that she needed that money to buy the Barbie Thumbelina Fairy at Walmart. I said that she had a pretty good idea for raising money for this purpose but that it would be awhile and also that the money the Tooth fairy brought to her would not cover the cost of the doll. She said oh....and then began to ask me questions about the Tooth fairy.

In the meanwhile, Addison had been listening to the conversation while she was brushing her teeth and as she finished she said that the Tooth fairy had not left her anything. I asked her what was she talking about since she had never lost a single tooth. She said "Momma, the Tooth fairy just came in the night and took my tooth from my mouth and didn't leave anything nice." I asked her what are you talking about? She climbed up on the stool in the bathroom and lifted her lip and pointed to the space between her front teeth. I told her that that was space God had put there to make room for the big teeth to come into when she eventually does lose her baby teeth. She said "Oh" as if she were unconvinced as to my explanation and told Erica that she should ask Granny for the doll cause the Tooth fairy did not give anything away.

Show and Tell

On Sunday the kids and I went armed to Walmart, with the school supply list in hand, to stock up before the supply had been picked over and while the aisle was less packed with bustling parents and whining kids. As we arrived and I was dropping items in the buggy Erica was keeping herself entertained by looking at the fronts of all the different folders; Hannah Montana, High School Musical and the most prominent for this story The Jonas Brothers.

She said that her friend said that one day she was going to marry a Jonas brother. I told her that that was unlikely and in an attempt to keep her 5 years old for at least a couple more months I told her that she did not need to bother herself by thinking about those brothers and that they shouldn't matter to her....she replied "well, they do" and gave me a stare down as if to show that her will could not be defeated by a simple suggestion.

The conversation continued and I explained further about how inappropriate it would be for her to be friends with a boy that was so much older while she were a little girl and that if a boy like that came to our door to see her, how her daddy would have a hard time with that. Addison piped in unprovoked and said if he did come to the door daddy would show him his shotgun. I LAUGHED OUT LOUD and did not have to wonder long about where she had heard about the show and tell.

Happy Gone Fishing