Birds of a Feather

Just in time for Gramma Bird's visit last weekend, Olie has become obsessed with our fine-feathered friends. I first noticed this when reading one of Olie's favorite books, which features a multitude of farm animals. Usually the larger ones grab Olie's attention. But in the past week Olie has been bypassing, bright cock's combs, pink pig snouts, and soft woolly sheep, in an effort to spot all the small brown sparrows on each page.

Then on Sun, an unseasonally beautiful day, Mom and I took Olie to the park. Again, other children, slides, and swings held no interest. Olie kept running to the bushes squealing with delight as his keen eyes gleaned the birdies from amongst the branches. He repeated this during our walk later that evening, when we spotted a whole tree full of birds.

Mom and I also took Olie to the Central Park Zoo where he was delighted by penguins, puffins and Japanese Macaques - monkeys, apparently are another favorite.

Olie also continues to develop his musical side with the aid of Auntie Steph's piano. Now I catch him stamping his feet in time to the music whenever he plays it.