Six adult galahs and one rasping, gurgling baby...
I can cope with that, ha ha...
"Here's your food, be happy"... and that's the adults taken care of... the baby sits and gurgles at anyone he thinks might feed him, so he's quite happy... ha ha.
When it's five adult galahs, don't ask me where the sixth one is, ha ha, and three babies... it's a bit different... ha ha.
Two of them are at the rasp and gurgle age, so as long don't mind the noise you'll be right, and the other one is couple of weeks older than them, so he's past the being noisy stage... and is into the being cheeky stage, ha ha.
Mum flies up and sits on the fence and says "Come on, I think we should go..."...
He looks up at her and says "Oh, okay... oh look... food... I'd better eat it...", ha ha.
She looks down at him and says in her overindulgent Mum way "Well, okay, but don't take too long...", ha ha.
With the two smaller ones, at the moment, the parents say "We're going..." and fly off into the trees, and the little ones invariably say "Hang on, wait for me!"... but that won't last... before long it'll be the parents saying "We're going", and the little ones saying "Aww... Can't we stay just a bit longer...pleeeease...?", ha ha.
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