These baby birds are right outside our front door. There are four of them.
We have four kids, One for each bird.
I was worried when I saw the nest with eggs in it. We would scare the momma away every time we used the front door. The nest is low to the ground and we do have a few stray cats in the neighborhood.
I worried they wouldn’t make it.
I worried the day that we had a downpour and they looked like four little saturated dead baby birds.
They are tougher than they look.
I look at the picture of their wide open mouths and I can’t help but think of my kids.
HAHAHAHAHAH.
No, really. Looking at these big, fat, wide open mouths does make me think of my kids. Our children are very different personality-wise. But one way they are alike is that not one of them is afraid to open their mouth and give an opinion.
They’re not uncomfortable about laughing when they find something funny or voicing their displeasure when they see or hear something that they don’t like. They can openly discuss ideas or fears, and in the case of my baby boy, questions about dating since he’s just entered the wide world of dating recently.
They aren’t afraid of their own voice.
I love this. I love that aren’t afraid to be heard.
I suspect they are also tougher than they look.
That doesn’t stop me from worrying when it rains.
Happy Mother’s day.
Nicely said.
Thank you, sister…
I was going to the opera in Seattle. Going in the door in front of me was a distinguished man in a tux and a much older lady. Just as we got inside, she turned to him and asked if he needed to go to the bathroom. I guess Moms always worry…
HAHAHAHAHA…that is awesome!
And I should have said what a great post this is. Love the pix!
Thank you. 🙂
Happy mother’s day. And speaking of birds, the hummingbird named Phoebe that I told you about that was the second one to go missing this year and leave two helpless babies? The babies were taken to a rehabber, and today they were released into the rehabber’s yard along with 12 other hummingbird fledglings. One Rufous, a pair of Anna’s and the rest were Allens.
http://www.ustream.tv/recorded/47386622/highlight/501759
And good job raising decent human beings, that is awesome.
Ohhh..thank you. I forgot about Phoebe. I really hope we get hummingbirds this year.
Lovely post. Happy mother’s day.
Thank you so much!
I don’t think you will ever stop worrying about your kids, no matter how old they are. From a son with a worrying mother to you, Happy Mothers’ Day.
Nope..I don’t think the worry ever stops. And thank you!
Those are amazing pictures! Do you know what kind of birds they are?
We are all tougher than we look. And we all have wings, although it takes longer for some to learn to fly.
I hope you had a wonderful Mother’s Day!
Thank you! It was lovely.
They are robins.
Happy Mother’s Day belated to you! Love this post. And no, We never do stop worrying. I keep telling my kids that they won’t understand why I said “no” to some things until they are parents themselves…
Yeah..Joey thinks he’s being punished when I have someone stay with him when we’re away. He’s 16 and is getting his license. I trust him…but I’m not dumb.
Yep. Mine can’t see why I said “Oh hail naw” to a road trip for a bunch of 15-18 year olds to Portland, OR this summer.
I can’t IMAGINE why.
Yeah..mine was upset because (and he was 15 at the time) I wouldn’t let him drive with other teenagers to a debate event 2 hours away. Nope.
I have started letting him go out with friends in cars. Close to home. And I can barely breath the whole time he’s gone.
So cool. Probably the best give you could give a kid, not to be afraid of their own voice. Now I want my own birdlings… (and by that I mean birds, not kids. I’m not strong enough for that!)
Thank you…I am very proud of my kids. My baby boy (16) just won a ‘best speaker’ award at his out of town debate club event. I was over the moon for him..he was too.
I could have never done that when I was his age. When I was his age, I was afraid to phone out for pizza because I would have to talk to a stranger.
Brilliant!
Thank you!!!! 🙂