Now came the delicate task of keeping the eggs warm and out of danger. Mama and Papa took turns to keep the eggs warm and safe. At first Papa couldn’t really get the hang of it, he'd sit on them and one would slip out from under him and start to roll away, “Oh deary me” he would say and with his wing he would gently push the egg back under, when no sooner had he done this, another egg would roll away from him!. “This is harder than I thought” he said to himself.
Mamas turn came to sit on her delicate eggs, she was so anxious to see her little chicks, Papa had flown off to find more food, “Mamas going to need the energy, I best make sure I gather up as many worms as I can” he said while flying off towards the woods.
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Chapter 2
ime for the
Chicks
n a cold and windy Sunday night, Mama was ready to lay her eggs.. Papa was constantly flying through the gardens hunting for worms and insects
for Mama to eat, stay strong, healthy and ready for the enormous task of laying her eggs.
Then early on a bright Monday morning, just after dawn, there laid 3 eggs. Mama and Papa were so happy, it was their first egg-lets. Papa was as proud as punch, shuffling the eggs around, “My children” he thought to himself, and for a split second he had thought out every moment he would spend in their lives, teaching them how to fly, find food, finding the right spot to live and building a strong nest.
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