Mama bird built her nest on a low branch this year.




We were able to watch as the babies grew from 3 fuzzy, pink embryo looking things laying next to a blue unhatched egg into 4 feathery, too-big-for-the-nest birds.  I would pick a child up and pull the branch down just enough so they could see the nest... not too close!

Well, one day, Andrew decided to look at the bird.  I didn't want to tell him how to do it because, you know, he's a teenager, and he knows how to do everything.  So he pulled the branch down so the nest was right in his face.  Of course, the baby birds were not very happy about that.  And neither was mama bird, I must say.  Babies jumped out of the nest and did not fly.  I saw 3 of them hit the ground and run off, but I didn't see the fourth one.  We left them alone and hoped Mama was able to teach them to fly still.