Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Through The Eyes Of A Parakeet
Transcript of actual conversation in my car with my 6-year-old grand-parakeet, Ladybug:
She was in the back seat, I was in the front, when a little foot with what looked like a mangled flip-flop extended between the seats into my field of vision:
"Look at my flip-flop, Papa!"
Holy Crap! What happened to it? Did you blow out your flip-flop?
The little foot withdraws once again to the back seat for a moment, then reappears, this time with a normal-looking flip-flop.
"No, I was just kidding. See? It's OK." (I still don't know what she did to the thing.)
WHEW! You had me for a minute there. I thought you blew out your flip-flop. Y'know, Jimmy Buffett blew out HIS flip-flop one time. (The kid adores his music)
"Really? What happened?"
He cut his heel, and had to limp on back home.
(An audible gasp comes from the back seat. There's genuine concern in her voice now)
"OH NO! Is he OK?"
Yeah, he's fine. No problems.
"Is he still going to sing and make music?"
Oh, sure. He's FINE. REALLY! You don't have to worry about him.
(Big sigh of relief from back seat)
"Oh, good. I'd be sad if he didn't sing anymore."
ME TOO!. But why would YOU be sad?
"Because Jimmy's music makes me happy."
ME TOO! What's your favorite song? 'Jolly Mon'? 'Little Miss Magic'? 'Chanson Pour les Petits Enfants'?
(Long, thoughtful pause)
"The shark one."
You mean 'Fins'? Like in 'fins to the left, fins to the right'?
"Yeah! That one!"
ME TOO! Why is 'Fins' your favorite?
"Because it makes me feel like summer, Papa."
Yeah, me too, Ladybug. Me too.
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She was in the back seat, I was in the front, when a little foot with what looked like a mangled flip-flop extended between the seats into my field of vision:
"Look at my flip-flop, Papa!"
Holy Crap! What happened to it? Did you blow out your flip-flop?
The little foot withdraws once again to the back seat for a moment, then reappears, this time with a normal-looking flip-flop.
"No, I was just kidding. See? It's OK." (I still don't know what she did to the thing.)
WHEW! You had me for a minute there. I thought you blew out your flip-flop. Y'know, Jimmy Buffett blew out HIS flip-flop one time. (The kid adores his music)
"Really? What happened?"
He cut his heel, and had to limp on back home.
(An audible gasp comes from the back seat. There's genuine concern in her voice now)
"OH NO! Is he OK?"
Yeah, he's fine. No problems.
"Is he still going to sing and make music?"
Oh, sure. He's FINE. REALLY! You don't have to worry about him.
(Big sigh of relief from back seat)
"Oh, good. I'd be sad if he didn't sing anymore."
ME TOO!. But why would YOU be sad?
"Because Jimmy's music makes me happy."
ME TOO! What's your favorite song? 'Jolly Mon'? 'Little Miss Magic'? 'Chanson Pour les Petits Enfants'?
(Long, thoughtful pause)
"The shark one."
You mean 'Fins'? Like in 'fins to the left, fins to the right'?
"Yeah! That one!"
ME TOO! Why is 'Fins' your favorite?
"Because it makes me feel like summer, Papa."
Yeah, me too, Ladybug. Me too.
