sprinkler party.

it happened when daddy and i stopped by grandma's house to water her grass. the sprinkler was acting up, wouldn't oscillate like it was supposed to. we were both getting frustrated, but there was one who didn't mind in the slightest.

a small sparrow was spying on us in the grass, if you can believe it. it sat so you could barely see its face {but it's a sparrow, and we're almost six feet tall}, and it's eyes were more curious than anything else. the sprinkler wouldn't budge, it just watered in the same spot, and daddy proceeded to fix it. so, in a small act of brashness, the sparrow hopped up from its hiding place and into where the sprinkler penetrated. it fluttered about, danced when it got wet, and left to tell his friends.

but the funny thing was, when he came back, no other sparrows did. but i'm sure he was okay with that. he had his very own sprinkler party.

so when daddy finally got the sprinkler working, and we left to go to the gym, you could see the sparrow through the rear window, hopping about to keep up with the water.

xx,
jocee
{pea ess: my apologies for yesterday, seems alot of us are doing that.}