There are a slew of logical reasons why having animals is a pain in the behind and no sane person should ever want to keep a menagerie like we have.
But yesterday I got to wake Clara and Jane up by introducing them to a baby duck that hatched overnight.
And then today, my birthday, another hatched.
Logic and sanity be dammed…
…raising animals is the best!
Here there be dragons, but only the sweet ones!
Happy Birthday Ivy!
Jane was treated to her first viewing of The Nutcracker today (With tickets from her great grandparents with a view that had us all feeling spoiled!).
She spent most of the show on the edge of her seat which exhausted her so she couldn’t stay awake on her way out to her birthday dinner. It was touch and go there for awhile but, after a little nap and some dinner, Jane was all smiles by the time we brought the cake out!
Happy Birthday Jane!
A Friday ritual.
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Kids turn seven all the time.
Every day some kid, somewhere, turns seven.
But it’s not everyday that a girl who wonders things like…
“What if it snowed pockets…. What if it snowed pockets and you could just reach out and grab one and put it on you wherever you wanted a pocket… And then, what if, if you didn’t catch them, when they fell on the ground they turned into candy….”
… turns seven.
Happy Birthday to a most imaginative girl!
Happy birthday to my favorite excitable man!
I’d like to tell you this was the face he made when he realized how cool it was that we’d been married for a third of his life but no, he was just that excited to have guessed his gift!
Happy Birthday Honey!