Birdies

Okay so I may have been a tad obsessed with these birdies but so was Shea so it was all good. It has been so fun to watch them grow right outside our large sliding glass door. We could watch them all day. And the kids loved peeking on "birdies".

We reall got to watch them grow from an egg, hatchling, nestling, and fledgling. 

Everytime we came home from some where or left to go somehwere we'd peek in on them or see Mother or Father bird flying off. One time we even saw Mother bird huddled over her babies during a bad storm. Shea and I researched and stuff about them and figured out they were Robins, after seeing red breasted Dad one time. After a windy couple days we thought one of the birds was missing from the nest, so Shea went out to see if he could spot it and place it back in the nest. But no luck and we later saw birdie back in the nest so maybe he was just hiding. 

When we left for the fourth of July we knew the baby birds would probably leave soon. But when we came back we were delighted to see they had waited for us, Connor could barely contain himself and practically fell right into their nest. So that spooked them enough to jump out and we got to watch as one jumped and flew right up and away from harm, and the other bounced along right out the open gate and down the sidewalk, and then Dad greeted him as they bounced together. At one point he fell off the curb and couldn't get fly back up. So Shea and I as we watched worried he wasn't ready. But when they reached the foot of a tree he and Dad flew up to the lowest branch. 

So now their gone and we miss having our tiny little friends outside our window.