I have decided that it is time that I am the one to indicate obvious facts to my oblivious caretakers whilst upon hikes. Daddy calls this "being a tour guide," which is a title I will accept as it is much kinder than the explanation I gave in the previous sentence.
"Over here you shall see grass. Fun fact about grass: it tickles."
"There appears to be nothing here."
"Nevermind, something moved. I believe it to be some sort of miniature dragon. We may depart."
"This is a flower."
"Let us consider this flower."
"If you will direct your attention upon yon mountain, you will note that it is a mountain."
"When did we obtain mountains in this region?"
All good tour guides dance at some point.
I did not see this bird, as Mommy and Daddy attempted to indicate its presence, but as I was livid for them attempting to overtake my position as tour guide, I refused to look upon it.
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