Sabtu, 11 Juli 2009

Phoebe: My Favorite Bird


This is a tribute to my favorite little bird and the sweetest daughter a Dad could ever have: Phoebe Linnea Thompson. Phoebe turns 13 today—yep, she's a teenager.





But I'm not worried. Phoebe is smart, deep, caring, sweet, really funny, and lovely. And every day she gets more so.

She can be tough as nails, hanging with her homey, Liam.

She's not afraid to take a wild ride.


Or to let us know when we've been out birding for WAY too long.


She's a truly kind big sister to Liam, who adores her. They miss each other when they're apart.


Since she was 18 months old, Phoebe has been traveling with us. She's a really good traveler.


She's a dreamer, like her old man.

She loves a good adventure, like a hike into a canyon to see petroglyphs, as the sun is setting over the Montana mountains.

But she also loves to hike at home on our farm. I love that she's waking up to the amazing things nature has to offer. And she's happy exploring them on her own. She gets that "comfortable in solitude thing" from her mom. And that's a rare gift.

I hope she follows her folks into music, too. She's starting down that path. My secret wish is for Phoebe to front her own rock band called Six Foot Redhead. She's only got about 7 more inches to grow.

A week before her 13th birthday, Phoebe got a new bike. She's scarcely been off it ever since.


I don't know where I'd be without my Phoebe. Sometimes I think my life really started the day she was born.

I love you, Phee!
-Da