K: I'm a goldfinch,
T's a starling,
you're a dove,
and Daddy's a quail!
The first thing T says one morning: I'm bigger but K wants me to be small.
K and T are looking out a window together.
K: Look at the tree and make a wish. It's a Sweetgum tree and the leaves are shaped like stars. What do you wish for? That you could fly? For a sewing machine, or something like that?
With a great beating of wings, the quail family scatters and flies away when T unexpectedly comes around the corner. In a soothing voice he coos, "Oh, I'm sorry, birds! But you scared me, too! But I still love you!"
T's been in bed and absolutely quiet for a good while. Then a soft humming of "Joyful, Joyful" and all is still again.