I can't help it. More bird pics. This second brood of robins commands more or our attention because the nest is directly outside the kitchen window and the front door. Truly: those mouths are open from dawn to dusk. Parents are busy snatching up every bug in sight and dropping it down their throats.
There is a third baby bird in the nest which seems to be stepped on and sat on a lot. Here it strains for position in the middle:
I was the second oldest of five and didn't get stepped on too much; neither did my older sister or three younger brothers because they were all too cute or too scrappy. We're a close bunch.
You? Were you stepped on or sat on? Or too cute? Too scrappy?
I am the oldest, so I didn't get stepped on! It is a good thing baby birds are so endearing, because they sure aren't cute.
ReplyDeleteThe middle of three girls. I never did anything first or last. Nobody cried when I went off to school.
ReplyDeleteI'm exaggerating. But I did feel as if I had to be really spectacular to get attention. So I went to law school and after nearly killing myself for three years I got the law degree and passed the bar and then thought: "Uh oh -- what have I gotten myself into?"
I just left the nest and got my own at a very early age.
ReplyDeleteI had a lot of fun watching the robins from egg to fledglings. I am sure you will too.
ReplyDeleteBabies birds there, how adorable!
ReplyDeleteWell...all I can think now it's to be at home in Brazil. I'm so homesick!
I miss my "nest"!
Léia
13 years older than my brother, so no chance of getting stepped on :)
ReplyDeleteLove those toddler birds and their crazy, fuzzy heads.
I did a lot of sitting on when we were all younger. I'm the oldest, though now I'm the shortest. Ah, karma.
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