The hubs has been defending his fig tree from birds with a borrowed BB gun for the last few weeks. He has been busted by our kids a couple of times, ahem, getting rid of the evidence. Since I’ve been home from the hospital, my friends have made a schedule and have been bringing dinner to my family every night.
Last night, a family brought us a roasted chicken and a quiche for dinner. As soon as Emma saw the chicken sitting on the platter she said, “Hey! Did my daddy shoot that bird?”
Haha
Too funny!