Friday, September 18, 2009
Yesterday when I went into my bedroom with a load of laundry I heard, "Momma, Momma, Momma!" And I came out slightly cross to ask, "What?!" (We've had many discussions on not constantly saying momma when they want something.) and they all looked at me like, "What are you talking about, we are watching Rockadoodle and can't be bothered." Then later Ivan went outside and a few minutes later Hannah went out and was yelling for him because she didn't know where he was; I came out too and heard, "Momma!" from what sounded like the driveway area and I yelled for Ivan to come back into the grass. We then heard giggling from under the chair on the porch, he was hiding. And yet again, the front door was open and the kids had been freely going in and out when I noticed that Hannah and Ivan were on the floor in the living room and not trusting Clayton in the front yard by himself and hearing a distant, "Momma!" I got up from the computer put my cup in the kitchen and walked immediately to the front door and called Clayton in only to turn around and see them all looking at me with blank looks. Finally while Clayton and Mod were in nap-land, Hannah, Ivan and I were laying on a blanket in the front yard reading when I heard "Momma!" again followed by some weird cackling noises and realized that all day I had been tricked by a bird. Our neighbors are bird-sitting a parrot who's favorite word is "Momma" and my children probably think I'm crazy.
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