After hearing the baby wrens for over a week now, I finally saw them peek their little heads out of the birdhouse. Aren't they just the sweetest things?
"I'm feeling a bit peckish! Where's my breakfast?"
"Hey, me too. Where's Mom with our grub?"
"Keep your feathers on, I'm right here!"
"Whoops, I dropped it. Why is this crazy lady standing so close to my house with that big black thing in her hands? She's making me nervous!"
"Open wide, breakfast is served!"
"Now that's service!"
