Mr FD spent an amusing twenty minutes watching three baby birds play in our garden.
One chick would roll itself into a fluffy ball and roll about the lawn. Another was a little more creative, throwing itself onto its back, legs ramrod straight, and played dead; until its siblings came near to investigate and then it would jump at them! A jokester in every family!
Mother Bird tolerated the later behaviour for several minutes until she reached her limit and gave Chick a nudge to behave.
Kids are the same, nature over, and so are mothers. There’s a deal of comfort in that thought.