Saturday, November 6, 2010
When my first born was about six years old, I took his brother and him to a local park in Western New York. The boys were running around and playing, when First Born walks up to me, face pale and concerned. At first I thought something had happened to his brother, but they were both safe.
"What's wrong, honey?" I asked.
"That sea gull just cried for help," he informed me.
I listened, and sure enough, it did sound like the sea gulls were crying "H-EELP!"
It took a while to convince my poor, concerned son that that was just sea gull talk for "Hello." (Makes you wonder where he got the idea that animals can talk, doesn't it?)