Guess What's Sitting On My Table?

A bird. In a Miller High Life box. Classy! I found a little chickadee in the yard yesterday that has an injured wing. I knew that James would be beside himself with excitement over the prospect of a bird to care for. A while back, I told him about how my cousin and I found three little barn swallow chicks in my Grandparents' barn in Minnesota. We kept them in a box and fed them worms and tried to nurse them back to health. Since then, James has mentioned a few times how he wants to find a bird like that. Sometimes he will even chase them around trying to catch one. All the kids were excited about the bird, and we made it a little box to hang out in. I happen to have the perfectly colorful Miller High Life box left from my thrift store score, so we used that. Last night, Tyler asked to pray and he asked that the 'little birdy fwy up in the sky!' So cute. Hopefully the bird is not too traumatized by the kids and recuperates. Katie is scared it will die, and I tried to explain that that was a possibility but that the bird has a lot of energy which is good. Too bad I have zero expertise in wild bird recuperation...although I did give it some chicken feed! :) P.S. This morning I heard some noise and thought Jeff was up. Then I forgot all about it. I came downstairs with the kids to find the bird hopping all over the kitchen floor. We had put it on top of the fridge overnight, and somehow it managed to escape the narrow crack in the box and get down from the fridge without being able to fly. Not sure how that happened...

And here is the reason I would like to fire my photographer! Whenever I ask Jeff to take a picture of something for the crafty blog, I get this! Amazon woman or midget. As if I need any more issues about myself! This time I made him promise to take normal pictures, and he just threw these in at the end.