Becky accused me of being a "blog non-updater." I realize it has been a while, and I have no excuse except for being tired and not feeling like updating. Here are some things that have been going on around here.
Jasper did very well in his pinewood derby. He even got the "Smoothest Ride" award. These are some pictures from my camera phone, and they didn't turn out very well. The car that says "AMERICA" is Jasper's and the car with the stars is David's.
Jasper's last day of school was Wednesday. Since then he's had nonstop fun. Thursday he got to have his mom and Grandma come up and take care of him while David and I were at work. Then, his aunt and cousin joined them and they all went to Boondocks and had a blast with the go-carts, the miniature golfing, and everything else. Friday my mom came up and they went to the library, McDonalds, and Kung Fu Panda.
While Jas was out partying with his family on Thursday night, David and I were out back doing some weeding. When David bought this house it came complete with an old picnic table. This picnic table has been sitting on the side of the yard pretty much since then. We moved it to get some of the weeds underneath it, and David saw a ball of feathers. He moved the feathers and found a nest of eggs - huge Duck eggs!
Lately we had been seeing a duck wandering around our back yard often and we wondered what in the heck she was always coming over for. There is a pretty big canal down the road and the duck traffic is pretty heavy around here anyway, so it wasn't too out of the ordinary. But I guess now we know why she has been around.
Not soon after we discovered her nest, she came back and found us near it. She quacked nervously and then flew off. We were worried she'd abandon it. But, not to fear, she came back and sat on it almost all day yesterday Jasper informed me. We even had a little BBQ in our back yard right next to her nest and although she was visibly nervous and very aware of us, she didn't budge from her nest almost the entire night.
We threw bread crumbs at her, because - heck she must be hungry. But then I think she thought we were harassing her and she flew off. She then brought back Daddy duck, and she and the daddy kept flying back and forth, sitting on the roof, and the neighbor's roof, spying on us and watching us for the rest of the evening. We finally left and we put her picnic table back, and she's sitting three contentedly right this minute.
I wonder if Duck Baby Mama has as hard a time sleeping as me? I think it might be even more uncomfortable sleeping on a pile of 11 eggs, then sleeping with one baby in your tummy. What do you think?