I know it's a late post, but I'm pretty sure my very small group of readers won't mind. We spent the Easter break with my brother and his awesome family. The kids loved being with their cousins and Mark enjoyed the...um...bucket.
A Wren built a nest in one of our flower pots this Spring. The girls found her eggs right before Easter weekend. We left them alone, for the most part, but we peeked in on the eggs every couple of days. We didn't want to bug the mom and scare her away with all of our craziness. This morning we found these new hungry little babies. There are five of them total. You can't see it in the picture, but they have a little bit of fuzz on their heads that reminds me of the fluffy fur on Fraggles. (You remember the show Fraggle Rock, right?)
Being the oldest kid has it's ups and downs. I expect a lot of Alice and sometimes she's just doesn't agree with what I think she ought to be able to do. So, sorry Kiddo. I'm sorry that I forget that you're just a little person. I'll try harder to let you be you and not my adorable extra pair of hands. (Although, I do appreciate all the help.)