there is a kookaburra living in the park opposit the house. this is not it . this is a stuffed one i saw at the museum. i think kookaburras are my favorite bird. i like really obvious things like mozart is my favorite composer and picasso is my favorite painter.
anyway the kookaburra is young and alone and living on the street in the inner city. he doesn't know how to laugh properly. we hear him every morning doing that run-up laugh they do, but it never starts up, fully fledging, so to speak into the hearty cackle. KT thinks it needs to hear others to copy. She thinks we could get a recording of one and play it. I did actually take a photo of it but it was not very good. Maybe it's depressed.
All well on the preggas front.. As of yesterday KT is more pregnant than I ever was. We are glad to be passed that milestone and looking forward to the eleven week mark in a couple days and discussing names with the boys. Wish us luck with that.
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