This morning the kids were helping Daddy outside. They came running in the house yelling “we just watched the baby bird fly for the first time!”
Of course, I had to go outside and see it too. We watched the baby hop down the driveway until his Momma came and moved him to the safety of the grass. After awhile, the fledgling followed his Momma to a nearby tree. He was unable to land as gracefully as his role model and slid down the branch. Just before getting to the end of the branch, he remembered that he could fly and flew to another branch.