Briar spent the whole day looking like the cat that ate the canary…who wouldn’t after a winter cooped up indoors? Ironically she insisted on wearing a down filled vest, like a nor’easter was going to blow through and she mustn’t be left unprepared.
And Avery showed me how to look at everything as if seeing it for the first time…she also calls everything “butt” right now.
Butt – bird
Bawt – bath
Baht – bed
Ba-uht, ba-uht, BA-UHT – loosely translated that’s “Mom, mom, for the love of god look up and see the plane. It’s right there!”
It was perfect, hope yours was too.