Friday, I show up at day care to pick up that bebe of mine. Turns out I get there exactly two minutes after they've gone outside to the playground to play. Bebe asks very nicely if she can stay and play for a while. I tell her she can stay for ten minutes. I go move the car closer and get a couple papers to read while I wait.
I come back to this:
My daughter is running around in a circle flapping her arms, with her mouth wide open. After a few minutes of cracking up, I call her over and ask what she's doing. She explains that she is a squawking bird. Then she gets back to work, running in a circle and flapping her arms, mouth wide open.
