I was washing dishes today, and Peanut was hunting for snacks on the bookcase. I kept my ears open, though. Sure enough, he climbed up the play gym and launched himself off the top to land on my head. What with his feather clipping the other day, I have to be particularly alert — I ducked down just a bit, and he made a perfect landing!

Although I don't talk about it much, Peanut flies over to my head at least once every day, and usually several times. A little less often just after a wing feather clipping. It is very nice to have a bird on your head.