This morning I glanced out the window and noticed that the black eyed susans were swaying even though there was no breeze. I grabbed my camera and with the aid of the zoom lens I was able to see the cause. A finch was enjoying the glorious flowers. He blends in rather well.
The girls and I went to Nationals Park last Saturday for a blood donation drive. I had scheduled an appointment and expected to go in and out quickly. It ended up taking more than 3 hours because of the size of the crowd ready and willing to donate. In that time, we scored four hats autographed by pitcher Jordan Zimmerman (right before he found out that he needs surgery that will keep him out of the lineup for more than a year), a t-shirt, and two tickets to a future game. The girls and I watched the groundskeepers prep the field for that evening's game and the girls saw batting practice. The picture above is on the National's blog. Doodle is thrilled to have 15 seconds of fame; Tootle glanced at the photo and walked away. I spent Sunday doing all the errands that I didn't have time for on Saturday, but it was worth it.
Tootle's day ended well. She earned three scoops of ice cream (rainbow sherbet, pink bubblegum, and pop rock) for some extra work that she did around the house. I had no idea that three scoops was such a large amount of ice cream; she usually gets the kid's cone.
Doodle had an undeservedly lucky/charmed day on Saturday. First she won four tickets to a Baltimore Orioles game through our library's summer reading program. Doodle has read two books this summer while Tootle has read 16, but Doodle's entry won. Fortunately Tootle will get to enjoy the game too. Later Doodle got the Beanie Baby that she wanted at McDonalds even though she didn't even order a Happy Meal; I did. Tootle dutifully ordered a Happy Meal and got an inferior toy. Sometimes life just isn't fair, especially when you're the little sister.