So the other day I took the chillens up to my mom so Charlie could ride his new bike on their big back patio. We went outside and found that a bird was lying dead on the cement. I don't know who puts them up to these suicide missions, but birds fly into my parents back windows all the time and then they fall and die. Soo creepy. Anyway, we saw one and Charlie was so upset about it that he didn't want to ride his back and couldn't stop talking about it to me all afternoon. So right before we pack up to leave, he looks out the kitchen windows at the bird, again. Our conversation is as follows..
Charlie: "Bird dead...fall down ground...mommy fix it!"
Me: "Grandpa will take care of him when he gets home."
Charlie: "Ya Grandpa fix him. Give him batteries."
End of April
1 week ago
4 comments:
oh my gosh so so cute!! you are so good to record those things. how is lehi? i know we seriously didn't get to hang out as much as we wanted to but i miss ya! :) have you been able to talk breanna into getting a blog??? :)
sounds like something that would happen with my parents too. isn't it nice to have a dad who can fix everything?
hahaha, I love it!
hahahahaha that is so funny! Looking forward to seeing you guys again soon!!
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