Today the word that sums up the week that was is:
Arthur’s had a bit of a thing for birds for a while now. I think it started with the simple swallow mobile that hangs above his changing table: that’s certainly where I first remember him saying the word ‘bird’ back in February. The seagulls that circle round our town might have something to do with it to: as Arthur’s become more aware of the world around him he’s pointed them out any chance he gets. He looks for them in books and pictures too, and has surprised us by being able to identify even very abstract images as birds, excitedly naming them as he realises what they are.
It turned out that Cyprus was a bit of a bird lover’s haven. There were so many little birds flying around the gardens of the hotel, sitting in the trees and delighting Arthur as they hopped on the ground in front of him or swooshed past him as he toddled around. When we finally made it to the Paphos Archeological Site we learnt why there were so many – Cyprus’s geographical location puts it right in the path of migrating birds travelling between Europe and Africa and the Middle East, with over 390 species of bird having been recorded on the island.
One of Arthur’s cutest bird interactions was at the archeological site: strolling between the ruins and mosaics through tree-lined avenues he spotted a couple scratching around in the grass. He headed straight for them, calling out ‘bird’ in his adorable little voice, and staring and pointing as they made their escape just before he reached them.
His identification of things as birds has expanded now to cover things that fly – or things with wings at least. So when we passed a jasmine bush awash with butterflies he called those birds, and one night we awoke to the sound of his voice as he lay between us, pointing at a moth on the ceiling and marvelling at the bird that had made its way into our room.
And on our flight home, as he started to begin to compute the experience of air travel, he looked out of the window at the wing of the plane and decided that too was a bird. I’m pretty sure at that point his mind was well and truly blown…
A nice word. I love it when he called plane a bird cuz it is right. Children’s intelligence are so amazing and their imagination is so vivid =) #wotw
They are incredible aren’t they? He amazes me more and more every day.
Ah, so sweet! Little Man loves ducks and quacks at them, and is always excited to see birds in our garden. He;s not identified an aeroplane as a bird, though..! Thanks for sharing with #WotW
It’s so adorable when they try to talk to animals. Arthur’s always woofing at dogs too!
Aww! Too sweet!! x
I know! x
Lovely post and thank you for taking me back to when M was younger- his first word was bird and I can relate to how special it is to watch their wonder xx
Birds are pretty incredible… It’s one of the things I love most about having kids, how they help us look again at all these things we take for granted! xx