I'm A Bird!

As life would have it the frugality which I have been imbued brought me once again to my local co-op to lay claim to the perfect packing boxes. As I am leaving the store with the first round of thick pressed cube russet paper a small voice tweeted up from a rainbow of color.

A bright blue, red, white and green adorned smile caught my attention with her song, "I'm a bird!"

Indeed this amber locklorn child flew from one plant to the next waving her feather about, happlily singing her own unique song.

Her mother gleamed at the dancing bird which she was raising and tentatively replied to my questioning grin, "She picked them herself.". I smiled at the flitting birdie and whispered, "your outfit is lovely."

The little bird was delighted that I should think so highly of her markings and chirped back the tiniest of thank yous.

One proud little bird pleased her momma with her independance and courtesy and provided us with a tale of triumph.



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Think about it but not too hard

Avery had us working on a proposal he made last week. He wanted to make us aware that our soda on the weekend rule was cruel. Inevitably Ave goes about sharing this thought by advertising his future plans for his children.



Picture a nine year old with scruffy blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. The white T-shirt blondie donns is dirty taupe from his hard outdoor play and his insistance that it's his favorite allows it to remain. While his denim bears the truest of all boyhood markings thread-bare knees. Now, with this vision firmly in your mind's eye listen for the tiny voice of a boy with 60% 'R' production...

"Dad, Mom, when I have kids I won't be cruel [pronounced cool] I'll let my kids have a soda in the middle of the week too. Cause it's hard to go all week long and not have a pop."

With this statement he rose to his feat and starred for the back door proclaiming, "You should think about it but not too hard."

Juggling boys and time with hands full...


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