Bird Song

Perhaps the only things that should be stirring at 4:30am are the birds - and quietly.
Little E has taken on the feather-brained idea that the early bird takes the worm and she is poised and ready.

Needless to say this is wearing Daddy C and I down sufficiently (considering the nightly waking as well) just enough to skirt my eagle eye and get in another chomp on poor little Parker. This biting is not a proud moment for me, I'm really hoping the teething has the most to do with it. Her mouth has been really bothering her lately.

And, other than all of that our little songbird is a real little chatterbox. When she's not talking to us, she's singing. Now that does make me proud.
Here are a couple of my favourite old photos; one in honour of our early mornings.