Bye-Bye Birdie!

Somehow phone-calls amongst family members are not run-of-the-mill. Take today's call from Dad, for instance:

Dad: "Hey Rachie-baby."
Me: "Hey!"
Dad: "I've got a little present for you!"
Me: "Really?"
Dad: "Yeah--we were at our first stop and found this yellow-bellied-chickadee-thing dead in the flowerbed. It's in perfect condition. It's beautiful"
(At this point I know where the  conversation's going :) "Yeah?"
Dad: "Yeah, and Daniel and I thought you might like to draw and paint it so we put it in a MacDonald's bag and we're bringing it home for you!"

*Smile* I love my family. :D And since I'm leaving town this afternoon this means the chickadee-thing will take up the space a cardinal once held in our freezer, waiting for me and my artistic abilities to return home and do something with the poor beast. :D

.....yeah...we're a crazy bunch of people. :)