My five-year-old son has a new hobby. Bird watching. About a week or so ago, once a day, he began telling me, “I’m going into the backyard to watch the birds.” Then he’ll proceed to sit quietly, completely still for 20-30 minutes, waiting for birds to appear.
Well, a few days ago, he excitedly ran into the house screaming, “Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy… there’s a new bird at the feeder! There’s a new bird at the feeder! And he’s really, really cute! He’s little and he has black and white stripes on his face. And he’s sooooo cute!!!”
I have to admit, he is pretty cute! A chickadee of some kind. Chestnut-backed? My son just loves to say “chickadee”. He’s a new favorite around here!