When Farmor was here in May she taught me about pip-pips. She told me a seagull was a type of pip-pip, that a pigeon was a type of pip-pip and that a crow was a type of pip-pip. I found the word quite easy to say so I started talking a lot about pip-pips and pointing them out everywhere. Mummy calls them birds, but that's too hard to say so I call them pip-pips. Yesterday when I was eating my lunch the strangest looking pip-pip I have ever seen landed on my sandwich. I pointed at it and told mummy and daddy to look quickly at it. Here is a photo of a pip-pip just like the one I saw.