Higher Math

(2 parent bird + 3 tiny eggs)/(2 finches + 4 tiny blue eggs) + 1 cat/bird incident =Bird Central

Ok - yes, it has been several weeks since I have blogged, and for that, I apologize. I also apologize because this blog is supposed to be about two awesome kids.

I'm tired and promise to write more tomorrow - there is so much to tell, but I had to share before going to bed!!

Ok - when we last visited the front door, it was covered in poop, and we had successfully (minus one cat/house incident) helped to bring three new baby birds into the world. They have flown off, and never write, not even a postcard.

In recent weeks, I have noticed a very nice finch family has moved in. I THOUGHT into the poo filled vacated nest. Our friend Joe came by tonight, and he is much taller than I am. We talked about the birds, and he pointed out that we had a NEW nest, right next to the old nest, and there were FOUR tiny eggs in there. What is up with the door? It's like a magical bird place. So three nests in all. So now, I'm back to using the garage once again.

I'm about to begin turning into the crazy bird lady again- watch out!!

More tomorrow - I promise!!

Birds

Ok - several have asked, so here is the bird update.

They have flown the coop. Aside from one getting toyed with by the family cat, I think we were pretty good hosts. I still need to address the bird poop on the front door situation, and I suspect that the wreath might not be able to be saved, but it was all worth it.

I guess the tiny nest could not accommodate two adult birds and three "teenager" birds.

Where do bird go in this situation then? Do they each build a new nest? I'm unclear on what happens next, but they are not on the front door anymore.

Good luck bird friends!

Connor Rides a Bike

Several months ago - we had what I like to call, "the great helmet debacle". Our neighbor Zander gave connor his old bike and helmet. Zander came over and the kids wanted to ride bikes. I went to put the helmet on and ended up pinching Connor's chin with the strap. This has led to Connor totally refusing to have anything to do with helmets or bikes.

Every time Zander comes over to ride bikes - we all go out, discuss bikes and the evils of the helmet, and Connor ends up playing while Zander rides his bike. My Mom recently got Connor this fancy new bike with streamers and a bell. Still...helmets are evil.

On Tuesday night, Zander came over, I tried a new method. I asked Zander's Mom to show me how to put on the helmet, because she was a professional and knew how to do it. Shockingly - Connor fell for it. He dutifully sat there while she adjusted the straps - jumped on the bike, and off he went.

It was awesome!! He had a great time.