I Can Fly

this morning, i saw a happy little mad bird. it was fluttering and fluttering all around, excitedly. happy to flap and try its new wings. it was a bundle of youthful energy. it got into a bit of a fluster when the big bird did not want to fly with it, throwing a tantrum.

oh, did i mention it was just my neighbour's baby girl? all of 2 years old and ready to fly :) for her first day at play school.