Monday, January 25, 2010

A Confession.

I am not fond of birds. There, I said it. Whew! What a relief to have that off my chest;) I don't know if I posted about the first bird and AHG incident. Anyway, we had another. I was putting things away at the end of our meeting. I took some things into "our" room and saw this guy fluttering around. I shrieked of course and tried to get out without releasing the feathered fiend. No luck.
He flew through the meeting room...causing many giggles and screams and went into another classroom. (Check out this wallpaper, it looks like aluminum foil and kind of weirds me out) Mom promptly grabbed her coat to go save the day, er bird.
She caught him after unsuccessfully chasing him around the room for awhile. She asked for my help, which was rather pointless. I wanted to help, really. It just looked like he was flying right at me:S I kept shrieking. Then I would laugh at myself for screaming because of a little bird. I laughed hard enough that I was snorting. So it was a bit crazy, scream, laugh, snort and then a scream again:S Haha.


  1. Moms are good at that sort of thing. I don't think I'll be, though. Dive bombing birds? No thank you.

  2. Anonymous12:30 PM

    Ok You are not alone! My hubby is terrified of birds!! Me about 7 months prego had to get the bird out of our house, while my hubby and son hid in the bedroom upstairs. Don't feel bad!! When the bird flew at him he not only screamed he hit the floor belly down and covered his head. I thought he was dying or something. He he he!!!