deborah4
Well-known member
Toddlers who 'go birding'
Sometimes they are just priceless aren't they?
Arrived at the local bus stop this afternoon in time for an earnest discussion between a Mum her toddler in his buggy. He'd seen a large bird soaring above Tescos. He's made his call, loudly and definitively, it's a Sea Eagle. His is sure of his ID but Mum wasn't having any of it:
''Seagull'', she was saying as boyo was pointing to the sky above the City Centre.
''See eegle'' he insisted, beginning to pout
''NO ... Not 'sea eagle', Sea Gull ... Seeea Gull''
''See eegle!'' ... ''NOT SEGULL!!'' (he was beginning to raise his voice, bystanders now all peering into sky to spot bird in question, could it be? Was it possible?) ...
any minute now ...
''It's a Sea Gull, love'', we have to go to Tailand to see Sea Eagles'' ... (surely Scotland would be nearer?) her patience is wearing thin, she knows her birds and isn't going to be told any different.
He stamps his feet on the buggy step, demonstrates widely, splutters and shouts ''SEEEEE EEAGLE''
here it comes ...
''Look darling, it's NOT a Sea Eagle... it's a Sea Gull ... all this fuss over a BIRD!''
oh dear, that did it ...
''BAWWWWWL ... Sob ... splutter.... BAWWWWWL.... SEE EAGLE, SEA EAGLE, SEA EGUL ...!''
'' I'm not arguing with a 4yr old, it's a Sea Gull and that's final... now stop it at once''
Bus comes and on we get ... Toddler looks round for someone to back up his ID but has difficulty finding the right kind of experts ''STOOPID PEEPLE!'', he starts to scream. Why won't anyone believe him? Unfortunately, no one wants to get involved. They've seen it all before: Stringy Toddlers, type is cast ... several though have out their mobile phones just in case but Mum just smiles and pretends the little monster now kicking her leg belongs to someone else. I assure her, it doesn't get any better when they get older.
Sometimes they are just priceless aren't they?
Arrived at the local bus stop this afternoon in time for an earnest discussion between a Mum her toddler in his buggy. He'd seen a large bird soaring above Tescos. He's made his call, loudly and definitively, it's a Sea Eagle. His is sure of his ID but Mum wasn't having any of it:
''Seagull'', she was saying as boyo was pointing to the sky above the City Centre.
''See eegle'' he insisted, beginning to pout
''NO ... Not 'sea eagle', Sea Gull ... Seeea Gull''
''See eegle!'' ... ''NOT SEGULL!!'' (he was beginning to raise his voice, bystanders now all peering into sky to spot bird in question, could it be? Was it possible?) ...
any minute now ...
''It's a Sea Gull, love'', we have to go to Tailand to see Sea Eagles'' ... (surely Scotland would be nearer?) her patience is wearing thin, she knows her birds and isn't going to be told any different.
He stamps his feet on the buggy step, demonstrates widely, splutters and shouts ''SEEEEE EEAGLE''
here it comes ...
''Look darling, it's NOT a Sea Eagle... it's a Sea Gull ... all this fuss over a BIRD!''
oh dear, that did it ...
''BAWWWWWL ... Sob ... splutter.... BAWWWWWL.... SEE EAGLE, SEA EAGLE, SEA EGUL ...!''
'' I'm not arguing with a 4yr old, it's a Sea Gull and that's final... now stop it at once''
Bus comes and on we get ... Toddler looks round for someone to back up his ID but has difficulty finding the right kind of experts ''STOOPID PEEPLE!'', he starts to scream. Why won't anyone believe him? Unfortunately, no one wants to get involved. They've seen it all before: Stringy Toddlers, type is cast ... several though have out their mobile phones just in case but Mum just smiles and pretends the little monster now kicking her leg belongs to someone else. I assure her, it doesn't get any better when they get older.