572. My dad is a magician

I don't allow guest posts in my blog usually. But when it comes to my daughter, I allow her. This is a post from Anya. So listen to what she has to say

My dad is a magician!

Hi everyone! Hope you are all fine. This is Anya here. I came here to say one very important information about my dad. He is a magician; a very good one at that. I have never ever seen a better magician all my life. He can do wonders in the blink of an eyelid. 

I realised that my dad was a magician a few months ago. Five months ago, when I did not even know how to crawl, I noticed a great magic trick that only my dad could do. When we go to bed in the night, we would sleep like this (see below picture). I would lie between my mom and dad. My mom would sing for me and my dad would be looking at the ceiling for ages. I don't know what would be running in his head during such times. After much struggle I would go to sleep

When I wake up in the morning, I would be surprised to see that my dad has already performed a magic trick. Mom would be sleeping between me and dad. Every morning I would wake up to this surprise. I would often cry out loud asking him to explain to me how he does that trick. But he never understands my baby language. Even if he understood my language, I don't think he would have disclosed the trick to me, because great magicians reveal their magic secrets to anyone.

So I decided to find the secret behind his magic trick myself. So one night when my mom was singing songs to put me to sleep, I acted as if I had fallen asleep. My parents thought I had actually slept. Then what I saw was an unbelievable thing. I saw my dad flying across me and landed on the other side of the bed. I was wrong all this while. He is not a magician. He is a bird. I think he is a crow.

- Anya.