Who gets the Worm?

We have a bird living in our garage. My kids noticed the nest in a box and when I checked the nest, it had 4 cream eggs with brown specks on them. I thought the bird had probably flown the coop, so to speak, and decided that abandoning her unborn babies was probably better than dealing with 4 children peering in on her, all the while thinking how she could have been so "lucky" as to pick our garage out of all the other places in Birmingham to raise her family.



I told AB that she had probably abandoned the nest and AB immediately wanted to incubate the eggs in a blanket. I told her that wouldn't work and we would wait and see. Well, the bird came back. We were leaving our garage door open during most of the day and closing it at night.



I had almost forgotten about this incident and how fond birds are of our homes. A few days ago, Billy was getting AB ready for school and opened the door to go get something out of the garage fridge. Apparently mama was itching to be the early bird and we had overslept. She flew right into our laundry room! Billy averted major tragedy by carefully closing the door from the kitchen into the laundry room and managed to shoo the bird out - but not before it pooped all over the laundry room.



Needless to say, if you drive by our home our garage door is either open or cracked so that the resident bird can come and go as she pleases.