Mish Mash

I finally got my pictures uploaded, so I can catch up on what has been going on at our house. Father's Day was nice for us. I made Cameron a candybar note from the kids and I. Hopefully he liked it. We found a baby bird near our front door. It was almost dead, breathing only intermittently. I felt so bad for it, I scooped it up on a piece of paper put him in a box and brought him inside. We put a heating pad under the box and in about 30 minutes, this is what we had.

He was hopping around, chirping all over the place. Oh GREAT! What do we do now? I brought him in so he could die comfortably, but nooo! He decides he's too strong for that. This is about 8:00 at night, so I call some animal hospitals trying to figure out what to do. They said to put him outside and his mom would find him and if not, bring him in the next day. Okay. Where to put a little hopping all over the place bird? We decided to put him in our neighbor's flower pot where he can't jump out, but his mom can jump in. Put overexcited kids to bed and Cam and I start watching a movie. Here I am, feeling all maternal toward this little bird, so I go out to check on him, and he's all half dead again. Just laying there, struggling to breathe. My mommy in me felt so sad, I brought him back in. He perked right up after a while and started chirping and hopping again. So we go to bed with this bird chirping all night. In the morning I take him to the animal hospital and they say they can't take him because they'll just euthanize him. Oh man, what now? They suggest hanging a basket in a tree and some bird will come mother him. So we take Erin's old Easter basket, hang it in the tree and wait. And wait. And wait. I go out to check on him while the kids are otherwise occupied and the poor thing had died. What do I tell my eager kids who have already named the bird Nemo? So, I did the only thing I could do. I threw the bird away and told the kids his mom had come and gotten him and taken him home. Poor bird. Hopefully he'll forgive me at the judgment bar.

We also made sugar cookies. Of course, the kids are all over making cookies. All three are big "helpers". We were making cookies and Erin all of a sudden just falls face first into the table. She got up and looked like this...

I laughed so hard. I made her stay the way she was until I grabbed the camera. She was a really good sport. I'm so glad I have these kids!