
Up to four eggs and the daddy has been hanging around sitting on 'em all the time. It's exciting to watch our new friend hang out right in front of our house... on our house. IJ drums right in the front bedroom, and he isn't gentle, and still Robin hangs around. But as soon as we touch the door knob to step outside, he's gone. If we stay in the front yard too long he starts flyin' overhead, screeching at us. Sometimes I feel like we're prisoners in our own house with a pint sized ward telling us when we can come and go. I actually told my mom to come around to the back door when she came over the other day. I just don't want those little baby birds to die. As soon as they hatch I'll put some pictures up.
1 comment:
hahah....
prisoners in our own house with a pint sized ward
that's funny. nice pic though.
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