Mama Bird

Like every Sunday, after church I went over to my parents house. As I was about to grab the handle on their front door, a bird flew out and almost hit me. Scared me to death! The only place it could have flown out from is my mom's wreath on the glass storm door. So after I opened the door I looked at the wreath from inside and sure enough there was a perfect little nest built in the wreath. By the time I left Sunday evening, there was an little blue egg in the nest. It looked just like the Cadbury mini milk chocolate eggs.

On Monday there were two eggs.

Tuesday there were three eggs.

Wednesday there were four eggs.

Thursday there were five eggs!!

We'll see what today brings...