Friday, April 20, 2012
Dear Little Birds, you're not so little anymore. I saw you open your eyes this morning, and your wings are starting to develop. You're growing so fast! Don't fly away too soon. Dear Dusty, I dont know how (or when) you got out of the house yesterday, but I love that you stayed by the front door until I got home. That being said, please don't ever escape again. Dear Garden, please grow. I've been tending to you so diligently. You are definitely teaching me lessons in patience. Dear Pottery Class, you are kicking my butt. I am beyond terrible, and always seem to make softball-size balls of clay turn into cylinders that dolls could drink out of. Where does all the clay go? Dear Cedarlane Cheese Quesadillas, I want to have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Repeat, repeat forever. Dear Weekend, I can't wait for you to get here. You have been taking your sweet time, and it has not gone unnoticed.