birthdays and bird rescues

so dad turned 541 and Olive could barely hold out through the birthday song before she started demanding cake, a word she can say as clear as day. it was even carrot cake and she scarfed it down. and again the next day. and the next, slowly and carefully using her fork to carve out each and every bite. she doesn't need any help! we had a fun day of water balloons, sprinkler, trashing the backyard and post-cake sparklers.

a couple weeks ago, a baby bird fell out of a nest in our palo verde tree. dad said it wasn't dead, but we waited and waited and the mom never came down to get it. so he called the bird rescue lady and she said to bring it right over. we drove up the mountain and got to see a bunch of birds filling the house, even a toucan. it was pretty cool. we hope the mom knows we did our best to help this little guy.