You have never and I mean never seen a toddler more petrified until you see a bird slam into the kitchen window literally inches away from his head.  We were having a yummy family breakfast of egg whites, wheat toast and yogurt with the baby in the high chair and my 2 1/2 year old in the booster seat next to the window.  It’s my toddler’s place of choice so he doesn’t miss a single thing of what the world has to offer on the other side of the six foot piece of glass.  Usually, we talk about the rain or the wind, the trees or the grass and lately we’ve even been talking about the birds who have been visiting the feeder.  But today was far from our normal morning routine or conversation. 

All three of us were the innocent bystanders of a crazy kamikaze bird.  I have never seen anything like it.  Okay, maybe I have.  Years ago, I was driving 70mph on the highway when another berserk bird bashed its beak into my windshield.  My husband would argue I hit it, but could not disagree more.  I stick to my story that the little guy wanted to end it all and did everything in its’ power to make it happen.  

 Now, let me clarify that my 2 1/2 year old loves to be scared.  In fact, he begs for it.  When daddy pops up from behind the couch and grabs him he just screams and then melts into the sweetest giggles you’ve ever heard.  Reichen thinks it is hilarious.  He did not think the incident this morning however was hilarious.

This crazy bird popped out of nowhere and slammed into the window.  Reichen gasped, his body shook, and his eyes bugged out of his little body.  He looked at me terrified and whispered, “Mamma, what was that?”  After I shook off my shock, I replied “It’s a bird, buddy.”  “He hit the window.”  Reichen was close to tears until he heard me cracking up after he asked, “Is it a crazy bird, momma?”  “Yes doodle bug,”  I barely got out of my mouth while laughing.  “It is a crazy bird.”  

I’m not exaggeratting at all when I tell you that same crazy bird slammed into every single window in our house all day, but I’ve got to give it to Reichen.  He wasn’t scared anymore when it happened.  He just grinned and simply stated “Momma, the crazy bird is back!”