I swear some days i feel like i live in a storybook. Just yesterday while swimming in the tide pools Sophie said, “I wish i had a baby bird and i would give it a little worm and take care of it”. This morning guess who flew straight into our house window…yup this little feathered cutie. It was a bit startled but not hurt. It stayed with us for maybe 10-15 minutes getting lots of love and pettings and then Sophie held it out on her hand and off it flew back to its birdie mommy. This same situation happened last week on the way home from the beach when we were walking up our hill and Sophie said, “I wish i had a baby squirrel”. What appeared when we got home? A baby squirrel that fell out of its nest. Woah, life is so magically strange some times. Oh and speaking of magic, pookie is convinced she has magic hands since she healed the bird and made it fly again. Just perfect.