Today, Daddy saw a stellar jay on the lawn. He placed our little boy on a stool and told him to look at the bird. Patrick got very excited and started pointing. He kept repeating, “Birdy!” in an animated fashion. The bird flew away, but Patrick continued to point and say, “Birdy!” I told him the bird had gone away and he still continued to say, “Birdy!” and point.

Eventually, my husband realized that Patrick’s “birdy” was never on the lawn. Patrick’s “birdy” was a fly that Theresa had trapped between the window and the screen. Oh, to be a child again!