If you don't like the captions, blame me.
Sitting on the eggs, just as any good mother would.
Here’s the first chick. I think they are born with their mouths open.
Here are three of the mouths, er, babies
The early bird gets the worm?
Aha! All four hatched.
And the chorus of this song is, “Feed me first!”
The kids are getting bigger!
...And bigger, until, finally ..
The nest is empty. “Bye, kids. Go find your own food. Love, Mom.”
Intuition is that strange instinct that tells a woman she is right, whether she is or not.
A wise woman puts a grain of sugar into everything she says to a man, and takes a grain of salt with everything he says to her.
Housework is what a woman does that nobody notices unless she hasn’t done it.