Monday, July 6
Thursday, July 2
I tried to pick him up (with a washcloth) but he just yelped at me and jumped off. (That caused lots of excitement for my two little ones.) So I decided to chase behind him until he got to the entrance... and he sort of fell out (with style of course) fluttering down to the grass and hopped...
over to the patio near the house. I finally convinced the kids to go in, so that the moma bird could get closer to her baby. They watched from the window.
Wednesday, July 1
Well this is well deserved but extremely LATE post. Last month I organized an event within my moms group for the Holocaust Muesuem in Houston, TX.
We started with a story about a hippo that was rude and insisted on the other animals to be his friend and even naming himself king. We talked about how that would make us feel and I tried to explain to the VERY young group that once there was a guy who thought b/c people were different he had the right to hurt them, including the children. We talked about how that was wrong.
In the end I asked them to make any sort of butterfly they wished to represent the kids that were hurt and explained that they were going to be in a museum FOREVER in an exhibit. They really out did themselves and had a great time doing so.
We had tons of butterflies in all sorts of mediums. I do believe this was one of my favorite gatherings. Thanks to all.