Bring On The Birds...

Friday night Tony and I got to talking about all of the things we should be doing this weekend. The list was long, but we were easily taken off track when I mentioned I would really like to have some bird houses around our place. I have so many fond memories from my grandparent's home that include birds. There were hummingbird feeders, bird bathes, and houses a plenty. My grandma had a stack of bird books by her big picture window and she and I would watch and study the birds all day. Tony easily obliged my whim and we left behind all hopes of a spotless home for yet another weekend. We got online and searched for the best plans we could find for some kid friendly bird houses (just think only two years ago we were searching for house plans for US). Three houses ranked pretty high, but the coffee can version won out. We invited the neighbor girls to join our little building extravaganza (hopefully we will get an extended family of birds to move into the neighborhood). Bird word should spread pretty quickly that we are friend to all feathered creatures on our little drive.

We didn't have enough coffee cans so Tony scoured two local recycle centers for supplies (you know those coffee cans don't fit through the openings in the bins). He picked up the rest of the supplies at Tum-a-lum and started cutting pieces. I heard all the usual, "this would be so much easier with a table saw." I assured him the bird houses didn't have to be "that" precise. We gave the pieces a quick coat of paint and we were ready to go (don't worry our chores didn't go anywhere).

Sunday was the day for letting loose with paint, brushes, and stamps. Five adorable little girls painted five adorable little bird houses. After the paint was dry the daddies helped nail the little condos together and there you have it... Bring on the birds. Cleaning windows and scrubbing molding will be so much more fun as I watch a mama bird bring snacks to her babies... right.

The Glasses...

Last week I had the wonderful opportunity to go to a PBS (positive behavior support) conference in Eugene with an awesome group of ladies. One of them was Kyndra's school counselor, whom she is quite fond of. As I was publicly displaying my angst over being away from my family for the first time, the counselor began to talk about my sweet Kyndra. During the conversation she mentioned Kyndra getting new glasses. I assured her she didn't, but she said she was sure she had seen Kyndra wearing blue glasses in class while she was doing her work. I thought perhaps all the kids had on glasses for Dr. Suess week, but she said that wasn't the case. When I got home from the conference I peeked through Kyndra's backpack and found the doctor kit glasses in a secret pocket. The same doctor kit glasses that she has worn every chance she has gotten for the last six months (unless dad is around, he is quite done with the doctor glasses). I asked Kyndra if her "glasses" were a distraction to the other kids. She thought maybe they were, but her teacher told her she was just too cute and didn't make her take them off.

Her teacher has also recently warned us that Kyndra tells her "everything". The last thing she shared was about when we were teasing her that she was going to have to scrub the toilets before grandma and grandpa came because mom and dad didn't love that chore (who are we kidding we don't love any chore). She fretted all day at school about having to go home and scrub the toilets. Mrs. P shared that little tale with Tony as he picked Kyndra up in the ever so famous car line.

Anyway "the glasses" have definitely made the family memory banks. She insisted on putting them on Sparky for the photo shoot. He is our first garage sale buy of the year... let the floodgates open... AHHHHHH!!! She is awfully cute :)