Living an Intentional Life
It was time to say goodbye to this guy. He’s been around for about 8 years and now…goodbye!!!
Guess what we got? Oh, he’s go good taste. Let me give you a tour!
EEEE!!!
AAAHH!!!
Isn’t HE LOVELY! Oh, and Doug is pretty cute too.
Tatum and I named him BLAKE
He’s DA BOSS!
My honey looks so good in it too. Blush.
And it fell just last night. A tragedy! The whole town wiped out by a tornado!
(The magnatiles came tumbling down by accident!)EEK!
And Daddy to the rescue.
And today, she remodeled and got it all back together!
And she put the kids in school. She loves these calico critters.
This was her assignment for writing this week:
SORRY
”Hi baby bird,” I said, walking over to Amarillo’s cage.
“Why do you always call me baby bird?” Rio asked , hopping onto his food dish.
“Well because you’re my little baby and you’re a bird,” I told him , looking away.
“Oh. Well, I guess I can get used to it,” he said, taking a bite of his food. “Oh and- chew- this seed-chew- is delicious.”
I glanced down then said, “ Hey Rio, what nickname is your favorite, Rb or Rio?”
”Rb.”
”Good.”
He jumped back to his perch, and started to preen his feathers. “Well, if you don’t mind, I’m molting, and I need to preen my feathers-yank- so if I could-yank- have five minutes that would be-yank-great.”
”OK love you.” I said, as I blew him an air kiss.
“ You’re the best mom ever.” He said, as I started to walk away
“ You’re the best bird ever.”
When I got to my room, I noticed the game Sorry sitting on the floor. I picked it up, glanced back and opened it.
“Oh Rio.” I said, as I picked up one of the “Rio chewed” cards.
When I went back to the kitchen, I found Rio playing with his toys on the bottom of his cage.
“Hi mommy,” he said, as I walked over to him.
“Hi Rb’s.” I set the game on the table.
”What game is that?” He asked as he hopped on his perch.
“Sorry.”
“For what?”
”No silly, the game is sorry.” I said laughing merrily.
”Oh.” He said looking at his food dish.
”Soo… do you wanna play?”
He looked at me then said “ Sure but you’re going down.”
I giggled.
But five minutes later Rio said,” Sorry.”
“ For what? You’re winning.”
” Sorry, sorry , sorry.” He said.
“ Rio are you OK?” I asked moving one of my pawns.
“ Sorry for saying sorry.”
We laughed.
SO FUN!