Sunday, July 26, 2009


While Mat and Braeden were in NY, Gage and I had an unexpected visitor. I went out one night to water which means slipping between the front porch and the bushes to hook up the hose to the spigot. Pretty easy, once I got the hang of the so-called quick connect. But before I even got to that point, I had to contend with something else entirely.

When I was unraveling some of the hose from the hose reel I looked over at the bush and saw him.

He wasn't making any noise at all, and he didn't move. He just sat there staring at me. So I sat there staring at him. And all I could think was if I moved he would freak out and fly at my face. Yeah, I can be irrational sometimes.

Anyway, after I looked at him for a while I noticed these little tufts on his head and realized he was definitely a baby. That's when I really started to worry. About him. Had he fallen from a nest? Was he abandoned by his parents? Did he get lost or separated from his family? And then I was thinking I wish Braeden was here to see the baby bird. I really worried about him late that night when the thunder and lightning started. We got an inch and a quarter of rain that night and I stressed that the poor little guy would drown or something. I went looking for him early the next morning and didn't see him. I worried for a minute but then I noticed him on the next bush. Phew. He was safe.

I was glad I had taken a few pictures when a coworker suggested I call a wildlife rehab person I had found online. We were joking about me not knowing what to feed him or if I even should feed him. The woman I spoke with asked that I send her a picture and check to see if he was still there when I got home. He wasn't, but she e-mailed me back to say that he was a fledgling, a toddler bird who was learning to fly. She explained they learn to fly from the ground and are taught by their parents to take cover in bushes. And she told me he's a mockingbird. I'm so glad he found my shrubs to hang out in while he taught himself to fly.

In other are a few pictures of my two boys hanging out.

Look at that smile!!

And here are my boys playing with the hungry hippo. Gagey climbs in and sits (a little awkwardly) and Braeden pushes him up and down the house. It's incredibly sweet and cute. This is a game they both love!

Friday, July 24, 2009

Lazy days of summer

Ha! I outsmarted blogger for the first time today. For some unknown (stupid) reason, blogger inserts the photos into the post in the reverse order from the way you loaded them. It's annoying. And it happens every time. So this time (finally) I added the photos in the reverse order and now I don't have to manually move them around. Yea!!

Anyway, we've been having a pretty laid back summer. There's not too much to report. Braeden and Mat went to NY for about a week to visit Grandma and Grandpa Gendle at their farmhouse leaving Gagey and me home alone. They had a great time at the farm and I know Gagey and I had fun in our quiet house while they were gone.

For the most part we've just been hanging out. I think our kitchen stool became a chair/race car one day when it got knocked over accidentally. And now (to my utter dismay) the stool spends more time in this position than it does upright.

Gage is big enough now that he can climb in and out by himself. He's got really good balance for being so young. :)

Braeden came back from NY with this ball (thanks, MeMa) and both boys love it.

Braeden likes to outfit the stool with a pillow from the living room. Then he flips through Mat's bug book looking for his favorites (the walking stick, the water measurer, and some kind of fly with spikes on it).

And what can I say about this picture?? He's just such a beautiful kid! Big blue eyes and always with a smile.

I've got lots more pictures at home to post, so I'll try to do that this weekend.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Water Play

Gagey's class has started water play once a week. We had to get him a swimmy suit ($5 on sale from Old Navy!!) and a pair of water shoes. He was pretty confused about the shoes the first time we put them on him. He kept looking at them. And holding his feet up to us like he wanted us to take them off, as if us putting him in the shoes was some kind of mean trick. I think he's gotten used to them now. And I'm sure he's loving water play. When Braeden was Gagey's age, the teachers in his room took pictures of the kids at water play and gave them to us at the end of the year. I really, really hope Gagey's teacher is doing the same thing.

Maybe I ought to call her and suggest it...

His swimmy suit has a big octopus on it. Not exactly what I would have picked out, but again, $5!

Here you can see what's left of Gagey's black eye. He fell forward on a toy in the kitchen a couple weeks ago and banged his eye. Mat thinks it made him look tough. :)