the first mention came in october, in that cute little 6 year old niece voice.
"we bought you an owl!"
quickly followed by her mother's "you're not supposed to TELL her!"
which is how i found out that my lovely nieces (6 and 4) had talked their mom into buying me a stuffed owl for my birthday.
which is in december.
and from that point, every time i'd see these beautiful girls (once a week or more), they'd be sure to remind me that i had an owl coming to me.
one day, i stopped by to visit and precious little miss 4 was lovingly cradling the owl in her arms.
"this is your owl" with her sweet little grin.
i might have melted a little bit.
and when my birthday finally came around?
miss 6 marched up to me, huge smile on her face, and handed me a beautifully wrapped present.
"we got this for you! it's a surprise!"
and guess what!
it was an owl!
now she sits in a place of honor in my home. (yes, i know she's a she. her name is willie faye. after my favorite character in "christmas after all." i've put much thought into this owl. how could i not?)
and i bought 2 more owls. one for each niece. for valentine's day. or tomorrow, whatever.
after all they did such a lovely job caring for my owl, it only makes sense they should have owls of their own.
(plus, then we can be owl buddies.)