This morning as Gunnar and I were hanging out I kept hearing this chirping as though it was right outside my door. Well, sure enough we had a little visitor. I thought about how to get rid of our little friend and decided to scoot him out with a broom. However, as soon as I opened my door he flew into the window and got stuck in this little barrier between the window and the stairs. There was no way for me to get to him...Kyle was going to take it apart when he got home, but we checked and the little birdie was not moving or making any more noises...I am not sure if he magically got out or died. I really hope I am not a bird killer, but we will find out in a couple weeks if it starts stinking in our stairwell.
Here is Gunnar...wonder what he is staring at????
The ever exciting warning label on his swing. He never looks at the mobile, but the sticker...so exciting!
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If you ever wonder where the little dude gets it, just look at his dad....and his brothers....and well..me.
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