When I was a little girl, Phyllis loved to come wake me up in the morning. To be quite honest, I much preferred her waking me up as opposed to my Dad who "creatively" would super soaker me awake with ice cold water at 5:00am to inform me "the bacon's ready!" Phyllis would always come in singing:
"Way up in the sky- the little birds fly
and down in the nest- the little birds rest
with a wing on the left- and a wing on the right
the little birds sleep- all through the night
Shhhhh- DON'T WAKE UP THE BIRDS!!"
There is a second verse to the song, but it isn't pertinent. Anyway, while living with my parents this past year, Brenden inevitably learned "the" song and loves singing it.
On sunday afternoon we were driving home from church. It was nearly 4:30 in the afternoon, and Brenden was exhausted from Nursery. I realized, as his blinks got longer, that if we allowed him to sleep now, he certainly wouldn't be sleeping at 7:00pm. As we pulled into the driveway, I was finally able to sing him the song he so often sang to me...
...."DONT WAKE UP THE BIRDS"....
He opened his eyed quick, giggled and yelled "THE BIRDS!!"
Oooh, it truly is the simple things in life, isn't it?
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