Thursday, July 19, 2012

At the both same time.

The birds are out to get me. Have I not detailed how much I hate them? Or is it some form of the Baader-Meinhof Phenomenon (where you learn a new word and then see/hear it everywhere) wherein I've declared my abhorrence and they declare war on me? I can see no other explanation. Albus has caught two more birds. I am warned of this by the increase in squawking outside (not by the victim, but the "friends"). A few days ago, as I returned from an early morning ride, I drove into our neighborhood (in my car - thank goodness I at least had that protection) and saw a bird swoop down to the middle of the road. I had the brief thought, "What if he flies right into my car?" And then, it happened. As I drove past, I saw him lift off and heard a "thunk." As I looked in my rearview mirror, I saw a mass on the street and a flutter of feathers drifting down. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Ugh, my day was over and it was only 7:45 am.

In better news, I totally forgot to document Gemma's new talents. She has been working on her snapping for quite some time, but only recently decided to try skipping. After an intense training session, she picked it up and has been skipping just about everywhere. Proud of her, I exclaimed, "Gemma! That is so great! You wanted to learn how to snap, so you practiced and practiced and now you can! And then you wanted to learn how to skip so you practiced and practiced and now you can! I'm so proud of you!"

With an enormous grim, she skipped off, squealing, "Look at me! I'm skipping AND snapping at the both same time!" while snapping with each step. I love learning new things, but I think I love watching my kids learn new things even more.

I'm going to take a new tactic. Instead of choking back barf and being thoroughly disgusted by birds, when Albus (or I) kills one, I'm going to start skipping and snapping. At the both same time.

(that's a phrase Gemma has coined and I refuse to correct. sad will the day be, when my children don't say weird things in earnest.)

2 comments:

PaloAltoCougar said...

Seinfeld on birds and cars...

JERRY: You ran over some pigeons? How many?

GEORGE: Whatever they had. Miranda thinks I'm a butcher but it's not my fault is it? Don't we have a deal with the pigeons?

JERRY: Of course. We have a deal. They get out of the way of our cars, we look the other way on the statue defecation.

GEORGE: Right! And these pigeons broke the deal. I will not accept the blame for this.

Kellie Knapp said...

I ran over a seagull in Utah once and I thought I would die of guilt. But here I am...living out my life as a seagull murderer.

Also I am the queen of letting my kids say cute thing without correcting them, however my favs are "copporn" instead of popcorn and swamich.