Owls and Lies

For several days I have spent my spare time googling owl images for Anika. The other morning she got in bed with me at 5:30. When this happens I doze in and out (or try to) while she chats my ear off, gives me kisses, plays with my earrings, and crams her feet into my face. She kept hearing a "whoo whoo" out the window. She said it was "scary" and asked what it was. I knew it sounded like a dove but knowing she knew already what an owl was I figured I'd take the easy way out and tell her it was an owl, eliminating (I thought) any further questions.

Big msitake!

She now sleeps, eats, talks all owl, all the time. She makes the "whoo whoo" constantly and keeps wanting to go see it outside. It finally dawned on me that I am, in essence, lying to my daughter. I keep telling her it went bye bye but she wants to know where. I decided it flew up into the trees and now she keeps talking about it up in the trees. She says the owl is "nice and funny and happy". I'm sure he is.

In all of my googling owls for Anika I found this happy fellow. I haven't been one for baby animals since book order posters but this one really got my goat. I can see why Anika is so attatched. Isn't he cute? Maybe I'll find her a stuffed one.