As we walked into the house last night, a bird flew right in with us. It scared me to death, I thought it was a bat. We then spent the next half hour trying to direct it to the front door, and later to an open window. Call us easily amused, but we were seriously in stitches! It was a hoot chasing after the bird, room to room, trying to gently guide it to it's escape.
First, Chuck tried to dust it out the front door.
It just wanted to hang out in the living room.
Then in the dining room...
It then flew upstairs to Aaron's room to play Jack "Sparrow"...
a little Playstation 2...
read up on the solar system....
and finally do a little reading and Rubic's Cube before flying out the window.
(and Nicole, I know the focus is too far left and not on the subject. A few pictures are just altogether blurry. You think kids are tricky, try photographing a trapped bird!)
