Dear EveryBirdie,

Tis iz Muffin Birdie speakin. I am nowz sittin on twee (3) eggies. My hubby, Popcorn, doesn wanna hewp. He sitz for 2 minutz and wuns awayz. He just wants to pway wid mommy. Hewe I am, a faitful wittle Mommy. Could you all pwease tell my mommy not to panicz? I'm 8 yeaws old and tink its 'bout time I pwayed to God to bestow Mommyhood on me. Afterall, weading about all da happy hooman mommies on PT made me tink mommyhood is gweat.

I'm a tweet wittle birdie. I let mommy petz me while I sit on me eggies. Popcorn welcomes family hands in da nest too. Mommy is scawed of touchin da eggs after the first one broke, but she isn't scawed of touchin me. Mommy now believes I'm da sweetest birdie in the world. No bitin pre-egg. No bitin while sittin on the eggs. No bitin anytime. I just wished Popcorn would hewp. Sometimes,, my wittle birdie bum getz tired of sittin. Mommy thinks I look weally cute all puffed up sittin on my eggs. Deres twee now. How many do you tink I'll get.

Meanwhile, Popcornz runnin 'round da house singin. He may not be hewpin, but he sure is happy.

Ps. Dear Logan, I'm stiww a sweet birdie.

Luv,
Muffin Birdie