It hates our whole family. I've never seen an angrier bird in all my life. Anytime we're in the front yard it just screams at us and agressively swoops down trying to peck our eyes out. We went outside to do fireworks this evening and the kids were telling Abe about it.
Abe went over to take a picture of it...
It makes me wonder if this is one of those birds (like some people) that moves trees every year; constantly getting in fights with the tree owners. Each year he finds a new tree, thinking this tree will be the one, only to find he hates the people there as well.
To be honest, I have always loved to find a bird has taken up residence in our trees, but I'd kind of like this robin to move on. He frightens the children.
Here is what I love so much about family fireworks night--
He buys them, he prepares the trash bucket, he hands the fireworks out, fields all the grabby hands and requests, he lights them, and he cleans them all up. I just sit and watch. Sometimes after long days of telling children what to do all day it is a marvelous treat to pass off any and all responsibility to the dad.
It is a brave thing for a little guy to hold a sparkler.
Clark would prefer not to take on that responsibility-- too risky.
Now for a story in pictures. There will be no commentary, except to say that Bethany has been so sick for the past 2 1/2 weeks that I am relieved to see her behaving a little more normal. See for yourself.
Isn't she just a sweetheart?
We're so glad to have her back.