On the walk to school today, Rama and I stopped to watch some birds. One of them had a some tissue paper in its beak. A couple of other birds were flying around him. I guessed it was to use for their nest. When he perched on a roof, one of the other birds managed to grab the other end of the tissue, and a tug of war ensued.
Me: Uh oh. They're fighting.
Rama, to the birds: Please please please don't fight.
We watched the action for a bit. One bird tore of a small piece, and the other bird flew away.
Rama spotted a discarded tissue on the side of the road. She stood there and pointed, while looking at the birds, wishing to tell them, here, there's more, you don't need to fight.
Further along, we met a friend, Pierra, a mom whose kid goes to the same school, but in a higher grade. She said to Rama, I like your haircut.
Rama: I didn't have a haircut.
Pierra: Oh, but I haven't seen you in a while, and your hair looks different.
Rama: Thank you.
Pleasantries exchanged, and then we parted ways.
Rama to me: I didn't have a haircut. I just woke up.
She wore a pretty dress to school today. It was warm enough today for bare legs, so the dresses are back.