Revision

Maybe I’m the jerk, but it bugs me when people say, “our goalie was amazing, now if we’d just score a bit more.” YOU aren’t playing, so there’s no “our” there.

I know, I know, I am a cantankerous jerk sometimes.

On the lighter side, it’s been raining nonstop for two days, so we’ve had to come up with alternative entertainment. Forts, improvised nests. Yes, improvised nests. Annabelle likes to pretend she’s a bird and the pillows are her nest. In this world of make believe she sits on eggs, feeds Mommy and Daddy — and herself worms, and flies in and lands in the nest. It’s very cute. Especially the enthusiastic delivery of words like: “NEST!” “WORMS!” “FLY!” There is no substitute for the sheer excitement and squeals this kind of play elicits!

She’s so very cute.