“Mother is not a title.
Mother is a verb. It is not who you are.
It’s what you do.”
~ Shonda Rhimes
Happy Mother’s day, mom. I love you and miss you every, single day.
Oh, these birdies of mine!
They’ve been cooped up in the silly little box, in the house…
for such a long time, that we decided to take them outside for their very first taste of fresh grass…
and a bit of sunshine.
Oh, myyyy how they loved it. Chirping and jumping and flapping their wings at last!
We’ve got to get creative really fast here. I’ve a feeling they won’t go back in their box too quietly. Fresh air and sunshine…
can’t say as I blame them.
Next stop…chicken coop.
Look how big these pretty girls are getting! Wing feathers on Goldie…
and pretty back feathers on Ruby.
Chickoletta’s beak is growing longer too.
Little Masha’s is still small and pokey. She is turning out to be the baby of the crowd–just staying a bit smaller than the rest–but ohhh so sweet.
And weird old Jiffy–still doesn’t seem to care.
I’ve been telling her they are baby bull dogs and she just has no interest in them.
She hasn’t caught on yet.