There is a squirrel family living in our backyard tree. The mom is very protective of the little ones. She will run after any bird or other squirrel that will get too close to the opening of their home. Oh, and she yells. Like at me and my Hubby. Seriously! She will make this weird, angry, I-will-bite-your-head-off kind of sound. Have you ever heard a mad squirrel? It’s scary. I feel like I have to walk on my tippy toes when passing the tree. I see the momma squirrel’s head sticking out of the tree every morning. She is just watching….. I just hope one of these days she won’t jump on my head! Eeeek!
We have been robbed. Robbed of an hour of time. Do you know how precious one hour is to the parents of three little kids? VEEEERY precious. It’s an additional hour of sleep. It’s an additional hour of bliss and peace.
For the last couple of days I’ve been a walking zombie…. “Walking Dead” has nothing on me. I could scare you just like that. Until I have my morning coffee. In peace. With my Hubby. Getting ready for the day.
I needed that one more hour!