The birdies have entered their teen years.
I heard them this morning:
"Hey! Hey Mom!"
"What's for breakfast"
"When are you gonna be back, mom?
"I don't like worms...I want beetles"
"Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom."
"Stop touching me. You're touching me. MOM!!"
"You're such a doufus. Doufus."
And then I saw the mom sitting quietly in a different tree. She was pretending like she didn't even know those kids and wishing she could get 5 minutes alone...just 5 minutes!
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