Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Little birdie with the yellow bill....

When I was a little girl it was a real treat to get to spend the night at my Grandma and Grandpa's house.  My sister and I usually shared a double bed in the "spare bedroom", and often we giggled a little too loudly and a bit too long...when we should have been going to sleep. This resulted in Grandpa coming in to tell us to go to sleep, but I know he was grinning.  I just know it.

Morning would come and I would not want to get up.  Just let me stay under these warm covers, listening to Grandma cooking breakfast, smelling the bacon cooking, the coffee brewing, and let me just close my eyes for a few more minutes.  

Eventually Grandpa would come sit on the side of the bed, while I remained "asleep" (faking it, big time). He would say this little poem...

Little birdie with the yellow bill
Hopped upon the window sill,
Cocked his shining eye, and said,
"Ain't you 'shamed, you sleepy head?"

This was often accompanied by some gentle tickling, lots more giggles, and Grandpa grinning and softly laughing as I continued to try to play like I was asleep (a.k.a. "playing possum").  Grandpa always won this game, and I would have to get up and go to breakfast. 

Years later I used this same little poem on my own kids...often with the same effect.

Those who know me well know that I am really not much of a morning person.  Somehow the look in the eye of this robin seems to be taunting me, even standing on the bird bath with kind of an attitude.  That little birdie with the  yellow bill is still trying to wake me up.



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8 comments:

  1. Robins are my favorite - and this is a beautiful shot! I posted a robin shot on my 365 photo blog tonight and wrote about being at my grandparents house on my other blog...what you shared so captured that sweet feeling of being at our grandparents!!

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  2. Oh, goodness me. This is such a precious, precious story. I loved every word of it, Deb, and am so grateful to be on the receiving end. Thank you so much for sharing this pure sweetness. Stories are so heart-opening and this one in particular I will treasure. And little birdie here...well, I love her/him.

    Love to you, my friend.

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  3. What a sweet story :) I went over and "liked" your page. Great capture of this bird!

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  4. I love hearing your stories! What wonderful memories you have of your Grandparents! I vaguely remember this little poem, especially the last two lines. I'm going to memorize it and say it to my grandsons the next time I visit!! Love your image! Robins and bluebirds are my favorites. They just sing and have the sweetest look about them!!

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  5. He used that same poem on me!

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  6. What a great capture!!!! I just love your story that went along with the shot! :-D

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  7. Great story Deb! It brought back memories of visiting my own grandparents and how very much I loved spending time with them - even though it wasn't more than twice a year since we lived 8 hours apart. But those times with them were special.

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  8. How sweet this story is, so glad you shared it with us. Love the image you used also. I've never heard that poem before but I like it. What a great memory for you to pass down to your kids and hopefully they keep passing it down. LOVE IT!!

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