Summer

Summer days
Summer nights

Surf's Up

Maya's learning to surf...on a pack of diapers. The instructor behind her is a skater-boi. Not sure if this is such a good idea...Coo-coo-ca-choo, dude!

Doing nothing

There are moments when doing nothing is good.

We pile in the sofa corner and hang out. Well, I guess that's doing something...

Then we make up stories about a plastic dinosaur complaining about Charlie's breath. "Roaaarr - *cough* *cough* GEEZ, Charlie! Whaddya eat?!!"

Circles

Maya likes circles.

She got carried away and drew on herself.
Oh look! A rollie-pollie! Keeping with the theme.
It felt threatened by Charlie so it stayed like that for awhile.

little birdie

"Rest in peace, little birdie."

~June 12, 2008

Maya and her dad found a baby bird this morning in the backyard. Fed it this evening with a few grains of rice and drops of water. Not sure if the little birdie will survive. Looks like it's only a couple of days old. It's in a shoe box next to me and it crying for its mommy as I type this. =(

Dad and daughter team rescued it before it became Charlie's mid-morning snack. "Hi bur-die. Okay, okay bur-die."
She still looked sad as she looked over her book before bedtime.