The birdhouse toy I bought to lure the niece is a total success. She didn't want to play with me at all, and then I took out the toy and started playing with it all casual-like, and soon she was handing me birds and I was handing her birds and the birds were going INTO and OUT OF the birdhouse, and it is actually a pretty fun toy for me too.
Here I am showing the bird's cute little feet (two birds have little flappy feet and two have feet that are little knots in a cord). Do I look a little unfamiliar with hair down and glasses off (and, if you must know, wearing pajamas)? I didn't quite recognize myself, either, when I was rooting through my brother's photo software looking for some to steal (both photos are by my sister-in-law).
She is a great, great niece. We spend a lot of time admiring her.
Tomorrow is my flight home. On the way here I got my favorite seat on both flights (even after coming off one flight to see the other flight's status was "BOARDING" and having to run for it, and it turned out the other gate was in an entirely different wing of the airport), and I read an entire book (Speak Softly, She Can Hear, which was a fine book and I would neither recommend nor not-recommend it). This time I'm hoping to have enough of a layover to (1) not do any running, and (2) eat at the airport Wendy's, and (3) buy postcards at the airport shop. Dream big, baby. Dream big.
Life-improving products, part 4 - (Continued from part 1, part 2, and part 3.) Stearns Youth Life Vest (photo from Amazon.com). I’d been too scared to take the kids to any body of water oth...