look in the sky its a bird, its a plane, its.....Rebekah

So the day has finally arrived, and I am not sure how I feel about it. I knew in the back of my mind it would probably come. I knew that the possibility of never having this moment occur was slim to none. And yet here it is and I am not sure how to handle it. I am trying to get my mind around just how your child comes to the point they really, truly, think they are a bird. Yes, yes you read that right, my youngest thinks she is a bird and not just any bird but really thinks that one day she will grow wings and be able to fly in the "high high sky" with her fellow birds.

It started a couple months ago when I was helping her put on her pants and she jumped as I hung onto her jeans and said "look mommy I really flied". It has now progressed to a couple weeks ago she came out of her room and gave a little sigh and said "Mommy, when will my wings get here?" I being caught a little off guard said "what?" she replied "My wings, when will I get them so I can fly higher?" and then just last night when she went to get in bed she looked at me and flapped her arms and said "I need to fly, can you help me?" so I lifted her up as she flapped her "wings" and lightly tossed her in bed, she then turned to me with eyes as big as saucers and said "MOMMY, I REALLY FLIED!!!"

I think I may need to accept responsibility for this, I mean you cant go for three years calling your children chickens and not have at least one end up thinking she is really a bird. Bummer.