
Noah has a new talent. He has informed me that he can speak "hawk". No, I don't mean Brian's squadron, I mean the actual birds. He's convinced that one day he was squawking at them and they answered him back! He's not quite sure what their conversation was about, but he's convinced. Much to my surprise, the other day he headed out to the back patio. He stood there, started squawking, came back in and said "hmm, no hawks out there today". It was definitely a moment where I suppressed my laughter. He'll figure out one day that he can't speak "hawk", but for now he's our little hawk whisperer. I love it!




