“Wow!” Â says Simon.
“Wow!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
“Wow!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
“Wow!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
“You’re talking!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
“You’re amazing!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
“I love you!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
“Wow!” I say.
“Wow!” says Simon.
We love this conversation; so far we’ve had it six times today.
That’s hilarious. Are you sure he is saying “wow”?
Wow!
You could totally blow his mind by saying,”Wowsers!”
Not that I’m advocating blowing the birdie’s little brain, you understand…but he might say it back. And blow your mind. My sister had a Grey named Bogart, he was a holy terror. Her Amazon was just the opposite, a total sweetheart. Bogart was an escape artist too–he’d work all day or all night to get out of his cage, which was why he was usually parked on the screened porch, with the screened interior door locked!
What Grace (and Simon… and you) said!