Kiwi was in the kitchen screaming. We were in the family room. I called out:
Me: That'll do, Kiwi!
Kiwi: You're ok! (screams again)
Me: (to my mother) See. She's doing that now. Using "You're ok" when she means, "I'll do whatever I want."
Kiwi: Uh oh!
Kiwi: (laughs louder)
Cosmo is a grey with his own book. He speaks in context better than Kiwi. But this is a video of Cosmo opening drawers. I am posting it so that my mother can see we do not have the only cabinets on Earth scratched up by cheeky beaks. Kiwi isn't opening drawers yet, but I bet she knows what to do with an emery board. Vain thing.