Charlotte wasn’t quite sure what to do with the little woot that showed up at breakfast yesterday. Fortunately, Uncle Max is loaded with gentle, nurturing instincts, and where he lacks know-how, he isn’t above asking for help.
Here’s to all of us either giving or getting some extra TLC today—especially Dad up in Madison, as he starts Day 2 of his hip replacement rehab.
Happy Saturday, everyone!
Sweet. It’s a baby bird! 🙂
Yes, indeed! I understand that the little one’s name is Stella. More of baby bird to come, though I’ve also been told that woots grow up very quickly. (So maybe not a baby for very long?) Stay tuned, and as always, thanks for stopping by, Heather!