It's inevitable. Those lovely little warm, sweet-smelling lumps we bring home from the hospital are determined to grow up and stretch their wings. Just like baby birds.
Today my Ivy Love is 2. Un-freaking-believable! Who's idea was this? Certainly not mine, and not her sister's either so I'm going to blame her parents. Those people have some nerve letting her grow up!
For those of you who don't know, Ivy Love is my ex husbands child, but I forgive her for that. Just kidding, Steve and I have a great relationship, but even better, Ivy's Mom likes me! I get to share in all the fun stuff in Ivy's life and even get to keep her overnight. What more could I ask for, besides the growing up to slow down.
I made Ivy's cake, cause that's what I do. I'm sure there will be pictures of the sisters later but for now here is the cake.
In other babies grow up news. I think my birdies are just about ready to leave the nest.
Momma hasn't been around dive bombing me for the last day or so which makes me think she is trying to encourage them to leave the nest. I'll miss them, they are so cute, but it will be very nice to finally be able to clean all the bird poop off the front room window.