Being home together the last few months, a family hobby has become birdwatching .
Chris bought a window feeder for me for Christmas and we finally put it up. It’s been such a hit - woodpeckers, gold finches, doves, sparrows, cardinals, blue jays - that we have expanded to add a feeder with suet and one for humming birds. (The cats are even more excited than we are. Meowwww.)
We have never seen woodpeckers so up close and personal before. One that comes always pecks on the roof just prior to going to the feeder - it is the quirkiest thing. Like it’s announcing its arrival (and hopefully not ruining the roof. Lol).
The other morning at 4:30 am, I was in Gigi’s room sleeping with her (COVID sleep regression!) and the bird started drilling on the roof. In a dead sleep with eyes closed, Gigi spoke:
Yes, the sleepy babe was talking to the woodpecker. In her deep dreamland, she thought someone was knocking on her bedroom door.
First and last time she has talked in her sleep that I have heard. I’m so glad I was there to hear it.