are you my mother??

Grandma Twining has (rightfully so) been clamouring for some new Wesley videos. Here is the latest and greatest of what we've been up to.... reading books over and over and over again so they are essentially memorized. This is one of his favorites... we have an "abbreviated version" in a board book, and the "official version" in a real book, and we've read both so many times he can fill in almost any word when we pause in either version -- and sometimes we combine the two.

And, if you allow me a personal moment here, this was actually the first book I could read myself when I was a wee lass. The book we have is actually MINE from the 1980s! Can you believe it? I love how books can have a new life with new readers. And I love that Wesley loves this book.

My favorite parts of the video are probably "moh-mer," "plop!" "I will, I will!" and "oh, no!"




Here are the words, for your benefit...

A mother bird sat on her egg
The egg jumped
"I must get something for my baby bird to eat!" she said.
So away she went.
Inside the nest the egg jumped... it jumped and jumped and jumped until...
out came a baby bird!
"Where is my mother?" he said.
He did not see her anywhere.
"I will go and look for her" he said.
Out of the nest he went... down, down, down, plop! The baby bird could not fly.
But he could walk. "Now I will go and find my mother," he said.
"Are you my mother?" the baby bird asked a kitten.
The kitten just looked and looked; it did not say a thing.
"Are you my mother?" the baby bird asked a hen.
"No," said the hen.
"Are you my mother?" the baby bird asked a dog.
"I am not your mother; I am a dog," said the dog.
"Are you my mother?" the baby bird asked a cow.
"How could I be your mother?" said the cow. "I am a cow."
The baby bird stopped to think. The kitten and the hen were not his mother. The dog and the cow were not his mother.
"I have a mother," said the baby bird. "I know I do. I have to find her; I will, I will!"
Just then the baby bird saw a BIG THING. "You are my mother!" he said.
The big thing just said "Snort!"
"Oh no!" said the baby bird. "You are not my mother. You are a scary Snort!"
The Snort lifted the baby bird up, up, up...
Then something happened. The Snort put the baby bird right back in the tree. The baby bird was home.
Just then the mother bird came back.
"I know who you are!" said the baby bird.
You are not a kitten or a hen or a dog, you are not a cow or a Snort! You are a bird, and you are my mother."

:-)