Saturday, May 28, 2011

Pet Feather



We went to a craft store and there was a boa hung up on one of the shelves. Isaak saw a feather that had fallen off of it right below on the shelf.
  • He picked up the feather and said, "Mommy isn't this so cute?" in a high pitch little voice. 
  • I said, "Yes Isaak it's darling!"
He's been caring his pet feather around for one evening and a day.

What was once a feather, is now a blue blob.

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