Monday morning my daughter announced perched from the bed, "Daddy, look a deer!" And, from the backyard window, there it was--a visitor. Now, we both jumped out of the bed from where we had been watching Dora the Explorer to watch our visitor eating the vegetation in our backyard. After it moved out of sight, we ran to the bathroom window, and I took this picture. Here is Charley watching her deer, which she proudly announced was a "white-tailed deer." I guess Diego, my 3 year old's hero, had rescued a white-tailed deer, at some point, and Char had identified hers as one from that show. Funny to hear that accurate of a description from my little baby. Tuesday, September 8, 2009
A Visitor on Monday Morning
Monday morning my daughter announced perched from the bed, "Daddy, look a deer!" And, from the backyard window, there it was--a visitor. Now, we both jumped out of the bed from where we had been watching Dora the Explorer to watch our visitor eating the vegetation in our backyard. After it moved out of sight, we ran to the bathroom window, and I took this picture. Here is Charley watching her deer, which she proudly announced was a "white-tailed deer." I guess Diego, my 3 year old's hero, had rescued a white-tailed deer, at some point, and Char had identified hers as one from that show. Funny to hear that accurate of a description from my little baby. 
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