It would seem every year we have a problem with little boys and a not so little boy disturbing the bird nests and eggs. I found a robin egg in the middle of the yard. I moved it so a friend could drive his little tractor over the yard to till the garden. Then Nephi informed me Christopher threw the nest over the fence the other day. We went to retrieve it. The egg won't survive since I moved it to avoid being smooshed.
I think Russell needs to have a talk with certain boys about not destroying other creatures homes. I feel bad for this egg. It will never hatch. It will never grow into a robin. It will never taste a juicy worm. It will never know the freedom of flying. It will never sing.
I will take it to school Friday to Nephi's kindergarten class. They are studying eggs and hatching chicken eggs. They will find it fascinating I think.
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