Thankful
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I am thankful for two little birds.
The first one arrives every morning to wake me up. I feel a gentle thud as his little body hits mine. He perches, balanced on my upturned side for a moment and then he rolls down and cuddles in my arms. He kisses me and sweetly whispers "let's play baby birds Mommy!" I hold him and tell him how excited I am for my baby bird to hatch. He pretends to hatch from an egg, more kisses, more cuddles, a few more rolls off my side.
With in 10 minutes another baby bird arrives. She slips in often with out me knowing. I feel a light pressure against my back as she snuggles close. "Are we playing baby birds?" she asks. "Yes sweet girl we are, give me a birdie snuggle," I respond.
For the next 15 minutes we play. I can hear the shower stop running in the bathroom and Ray peeks his head out and smiles at our usual morning routine. If he has time he gets back in bed and gathers us all up in a great big hug.
Thankful, so thankful for my baby birds. I have slowed down. We have all slowed down, and we are starting most days together with this wonderful game of baby birds.
Thankful





