Journaling reads;My grandmother used to say that "spying a robin or robins was a sure sign that spring was soon to come." So at the near end of every winter we would watch for the little birds and excitedly call my grandmother to let her know "the robins are here!" A tradition that as a kid became like a game to see who would spot the first one. Even now, as an adult I pick up the phone to let her know, "The robins are here, springs coming!"
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That is funny. Tyler does the same thing. He must call nana when he sees the first robin.
My mom always told us that, too! I've added you to the NE Bloggers list, welcome!
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