Already telling stories

There is a bird’s nest outside the door of Jack’s daycare.  Everyone at daycare sits at the door to watch the activity during the day.  When I picked Jack up today, one of the little girls opened the door to show me the birds, and everyone lowered their voices to a hush as the mama bird flew by with food in her beak.  The baby birds chirped away in the nest, and Jack tilted his head to listen intently for a few minutes before we left.

We walked to the mailbox after settling in at home; as soon as we stepped into the sunlight, Jack gestured toward the sky, tilted his head, and started whispering baby babble.  He told me all about the mama bird and her babies in that hushed baby whisper the whole way back to the apartment and even when we got back inside.  I have no idea what he was saying, but I could listen to his stories all night!

5 thoughts on “Already telling stories”

  1. Oooh! I love baby stories!

    Sadly, I do this with my cats. When I get home they will meow at me, so I’ll say something like “and then what happened?” and as long as I continue asking them questions, they’ll continue meowing. My husband things this is hilarious.

  2. Kait – that’s hilarious!

    ZM – I love the whispering. It’s so funny. He’s actually been doing it for a while because we sneak up on dad and I whisper to him while doing it. He loves all of the different sounds he can make!

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