Sunday, August 7, 2011

Part Rooster

Sometimes I think being a parent means becoming part rooster. You rise with the sun. Even on the weekend! The scary part is we're getting use to it :)


jenny said...

if it would help, we can ship you our tween-age rooster who is learning to crow... ha, ha. i'm sure your neighbors would love that. he looks and sounds like a punk rocker, and we call him "Little Red Rooster".

Jill said...

That sounds good! This may be wrong but some early mornings I plot my revenge plan when he's a teen ager and refuses to wake up. Maybe we'll both grow out of it :)