The Teen Years

The birdies have entered their teen years. 

I heard them this morning: 

"Hey! Hey Mom!"

"What's for breakfast"

"When are you gonna be back, mom?

"I don't like worms...I want beetles"

"Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom."

"Stop touching me. You're touching me. MOM!!"

"You're such a doufus. Doufus."

And then I saw the mom sitting quietly in a different tree. She was pretending like she didn't even know those kids and wishing she could get 5 minutes alone...just 5 minutes!

The Birdies go to middle school

They have weird feathers. They poke out in unfortunate directions.

Knobby knees are everywhere.

They are cramping each other's style.

All they want is food, food and more food.

They are officially pre-teens.

 The babies have hatched...

And they are hungry. 

Momma Bird

She's doing such a great job...I bet she wishes she had Netflix.

Three Blue Beauties

Lookie!!! Aren't they beautiful???

We have a nest

It is right outside the window by the piano. It's in the best little spot in the Roses of Sharon bush.

We anxiously await it's new homeowners!