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Getting eye-level shots of a White-cheeked barbet and its young one isn’t easy. Unless you have friends in high places (fourth floor to be precise).

“It’s 8 AM, where thaaa… is mama?”

“Did I just hear you swear?”

“Food. Let me get him some food.”

“Yo! I foh u a fafbewy”


“I saih I foh u a faaaafbewy”


“Idiot! I got you a Blackberry”


“Can I get an iPhone next, mama?”

“His sense of humor is as lame as the guy clicking us. Let me make another hole and just hide from everyone!”

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