But that is only part of the the morning fun. I also fill the bird feeders on Friday night so that in the morning all of the little finches are crowding around and making kindly chirpy noises.
Then there is the pitter patter of little feet right about 6:30. There is a tense moment of conversation whether Lucy gets sent to her bed or if she gets into ours. Everyone is happier if she can snuggle in with us.
But wait, there is more. I also enjoy the first walk through the flowers (or right now the twigs and dirt). Looking at what happened since last weekend. Noticing how the roses are beginning to show signs of tiny leaves, the tulips and daffs are a little taller than last week and how the flowering current buds are almost ready to burst forth.
I also like the sound of hammers, nails and sheet rockers arriving at 8:00 to get started on more progress - wait, that isn't exactly fun, but one more nail is one more nail closer to getting done... right.....?
And, last but definetly not least is sitting down and catching up on all of the blogs I've missed. Living in Australia for a few moments, then popping over to North Carolina, then back here to a few northwest homes.
This will be a good weekend!
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| Paul says, "oolonnhi" which Lucy tells us means "Hi!" |
The first walk through the flowers and finding each new little leaf and bloom is thrilling. The caption under your adorable son's face reminded me that I used to know what my younger sister was saying when she would talk baby gibberish, too. Then, for some unexplained reason, suddenly I couldn't do it anymore. Not sure if her words changed, or if my brain development did, but it was interesting to me even as a young child that that happened!
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