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Friday, May 29, 2009

Hey you guys. Do you remember Erma, the bird that lives and screams on my windowsill?

So it turns out that part of the reason she was so irritable is that she was knocked up. There were several buns in that oven, and she now has a passel of loud babies and they can all be happily loud together.

These little ones really do follow in their mother's footsteps. They are seriously loud for such tiny things. And I don't know if you know a lot about babies, but they need to eat a lot. And they wake up a lot. So I hear them all the livelong day.

I made this video so you could hear how loud these tiny babies are. You can't see them because of the awkward angle at which they live, but trust me. They're there.

Enjoy! They kind of do have cute little voices. I just wish they would simmer down sometimes, you know? Give a girl a break.

Labels: babies, on the homefront

posted by A Lover and a Fighter at 3:11 PM -

8 Comments:

At 6:22 PM, d. said…

Oh, how I needed that at this exact moment. You should call Bird DCFS - aren't you a mandatory reporter yet? p.s. I love those curtains.
At 8:22 AM, jamelah said…

Those are some really loud birds.

You know, I also love those curtains.
At 10:11 AM, Anna von Beaverplatz said…

Too funny! There's been a nest under the eave directly under my bedroom window (which is open all spring, summer, and fall) for years. They are loud little mofos.

P.S. I don't iron either. I don't believe in it.
At 1:21 PM, A Lover and a Fighter said…

D- My conscience makes me a mandatory reporter since birth. I report on everyone. PS, thanks. My ma got them for me.

Jamelah- they are SO loud! and thank you for the curtain praise.

Anna- Ironing is for making t shirts only. That's it.
At 7:35 PM, Yvo said…

Please don't iron your curtains, they might catch fire.

PS My curtains are really wrinkly too from when I 'packed' them by stuffing them in something and leaving them like that for a while... I firmly believe that hanging them will eventually smooth out all the wrinkles
At 3:31 PM, kelsi said…

chirpy jerks.
At 6:51 AM, peterdewolf said…

Meg! Your voice sounds absolutely nothing like I expected it to.
At 1:14 PM, M.J. said…

There is a park [read: patch of grass with five oak trees and a locked, metal gate] behind my house, where all the birds in the city must live. There are days when their chirping actually overpowers the sounds from the street!