29 June 2012

chicken little

We left New York behind to go and see my parents in the Pacific Northwest. They took such good care of us. A major highlight for Clover was the beautiful garden that my mom keeps. Not to mention the 8 week old chickens she was taking care of. Clover wanted to visit them about fifteen times a day.   The big hit was to get to feed them.   As he held out grasses and leaves they like to eat, he'd say in his tiny voice, "nom nom nom."

Rain or shine he wanted to go out and say hello. And my parents were kind enough to oblige him.

1 comment:

  1. Oh! Are you from Seattle? I feel silly about my Theo comment in response to yours if you are.


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