The Party's over but the partying is not

Dodger found candy corn on the counter this morning. A little sugar can’t hurt too much.

He got fed up with all the flash photography before he finished the candy corn. Is nothing sacred? Do we have to have a photo of every little intimate moment?

I fear I am the paparazzi in my bird’s life.

He had a blast last night hearing the kids on the street in front of the house, and me popping up to get the door, etc. He sang, and whistled and talked all evening and then conked out as soon as we turned off the outside lights and settled down around nine.

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