It is so interesting to see what parts of you show up in your children. I was a finder. Even when I was the youngest in a group, I was the one to spot fossils or unearth arrow heads on the beach.
Oliver has definitely inherited this talent. The other day he found this Robin’s egg on the ground. It looks so prefect (there’s a hole on the other side where it must have hit the ground). I wonder what kind of natural drama caused it to fall.
The egg with Oliver’s previous nest find. (It’s not a Robin’s nest which are made with mud. I know this because there’s a Robin family nesting in a lilac bush under our kitchen window.)
PS I feel compelled to mention that Olie found both these on the ground. I have taught him never to take any nest or egg from a tree.
PPS I also feel compelled to tell you that I always feel a bit awkward when I write posts like this, because I worry that I am projecting some kind of idyllic view of my family. We are definitely not just a bed of roses. So while Olie is a wonderful boy and brings me these amazing finds, yesterday he also peed on his sister. Just keeping it real!
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WOW!
Way to keep it real. Hank just stuck a plunger on his head. At least O brings you cute things!
lovely find….and it goes so well in the tiny horsehair (?) nest. little kids are great. even the peeing part.
Love both (!) stories….
hee hee peed ON his sister
so something Henry would do
beautiful little egg, amazing little nest, funny peeing on sister (although, obviously, not at the time I’m sure, only funny when looked back on)
catching up here- i LOVE your new house, the details you shared are quietly outstanding. I love the fox visiting the space of your grandmother (bless her heart) and the tall grass at the cottage, the bright blue egg in the striking nest, and the funny story. We have a similar story in our family; peeing in inappropriate places. ah, family.