As bitty as a button. Cute as one, too. [Zia giggles, and the pecker gets one wing out of the shell and waves it around, amazed by its own limbs.] Nope! He's never growing up. He's going to be my itty bitty baby forever. Isn't that right, cutie pie?

[She laughs and the bird chirps back at her and, once he's scratched away enough of one side of the egg, ducks his head back inside and waddles out of the gap. He stays on Zia's lap, though, and stares intently at the grass, unsure of what to do with himself.]