Yesterday evening I was walking around the back yard when I looked up and saw a bird's nest tipped over and barely hanging from a downspout. The boys and I have been watching a Mommy bird sitting up in that nest for a few days now so I knew when I saw the hanging empty nest that baby birds or eggs would probably be on the ground. I reluctantly walked over to look around and sure enough there were 3 sad looking shaky little birds being pitiful. I told Aaron and asked if he could be merciful and put them out of their misery (not what you were expecting to hear, huh). Then when we used our combined ornithological knowledge we thought they may have a fighting chance. We immediately went from a mercy killing mission into bird rescue mode. Dr. Aaron Moyer, DVM advised me to go find a box. I found an empty amazon box in the garage. Then I was instructed to put tissue in it. One of the many times my tissue paper hoarding has paid off. Then Dr. Moyer told me to get some grass clippings. So I got to yanking. Then he gently scooped up the little guys one by one and put them into their new little home while Tiger and Eli excitedly watched. One of the babies kept opening his little beak so we knew it was eating time. We went on a worm hunt in the yard but had no luck. Realizing we live within a mile of Lake Lanier we figured the gas station across from our neighborhood probably had bait for us city-folk-who-can't-find-worms-in-the-yard. Off to the Shell station we went. I texted news of our rescue mission to my dad, mother-in-law, and sister as we were driving. $4 and a bucket of worms later we were on our way back. Then 'Nette called. She gave us a very helpful tip that someone had shared with her about how to properly feed baby birds. She said that hydrated dog food in a syringe is good baby bird food since they can't properly digest worms unless they are regurgitated. Now I am all for feeding baby birds but let's not get crazy-I draw the line at regurgitating worms. So we got to hydrating the Iams. We went ahead and bathed boys while the food softened and after they were dressed in their jammies we headed to the back yard to feed our new friends. One of them was a great eater, one was just okay, and the other just plain didn't eat. Tiger kept saying things like "Why are the birds sad?" and when we asked him to name one he gave him the name "That Bird." After they were fed and I was lying in bed with Tiger he informed me he was a baby bird. I asked him "Are you a baby bird who eats Chick fil A?" He said yes. I said "Are you a baby bird that likes to swim in the pool?" Yes again. I just love night time when I can lie in bed and talk with my boy. It will be even sweeter when I can do the same with Easy Peazy. For now he just wants to get in his crib, turn on his aquarium, and rub his bear blankie on his face while he falls asleep. His night time talks are coming though. Here are a few pictures from this past week and of course a few from the bird rescue.
Tiger had his very first dentist appt. last week and he was a champ. While I was getting my teeth cleaned he kept telling the hygienist "Don't worry Dr., I'm not gonna hurt you!" I think he was fishing for some reassurance.
I cropped the bottom part of this picture out because he prefers to wear his "turtle suit" and nothing else while playing in our little pool. That is one happy commando boy!
We are no longer daring enough to let little one go commando after an "incident" but he doesn't seem to mind too much.
Hanging empty bird's nest.
They had different interest levels in the birds. One would rather hang out in the fort and turn the captain's wheel, one wanted to be up in the bird's biz.
So excited and concerned all at once!
Feeding the wee ones.
