Be careful what you wish for...

Okay, so we've got a brief sampling of recent pics here.  Good thing "done is better than perfect" because quality posting completely alludes me these days.  At least there's Millie.  Talk about a pick-me-upper.

In other news, be careful what you wish for when you discover five baby birds squeaking in a nest built into your friend's front-door wreath and openly covet the preciousness of new life that's right before their family every day.

Because then, a few days later, you discover three dying baby birds (that aren't nearly as adorable, but that's beside the point) across the street and dedicate your entire afternoon and evening to trying to save them and despite your dedicated effort and prayers and hope and love, they die.  

This one's for Judy, who told the hilarious tale of Kyle and his sibs despairing over their lack of accolades after school field days.  "All I want is to get something other than a participant ribbon!," she quoted, to Kyle and my hysterical belly laughing.  I get it.  I totally get it.  And with that genetic heritage from both sides, what other type of ribbon would our kids earn at field day?  The difference: our kids are still stoked to earn a participant ribbon.  For now.    

One of my favorite things about spring and early summer is making my kids eat every meal, snack, and treat outside.  They'll lose whatever table manners they might have had, but I'm down to mopping the kitchen floor once a week so I'd say that's more than worth it.