And I'm not talking Twitter people! This morning at about 11 a.m. I was at the sink making Halle a bottle when I heard this rustling near the back door. "Payton???" I asked. "What mom?" I heard her voice reply from down the hallway to her bedroom. Ok the noise is not Payton. I was afraid to look but I did and there perched on the top of my blinds was a BIRD!!!! I quickly abandoned the bottle making and ran for my phone. Greg is usually within a couple of miles of our house at all times and I was not getting near that thing. I was frantic and in a panic but Greg was not in a position to come right that second. What?!!!! He told me if I wasn't brave enough to go near the bird and open the back door then I would just have to go hide in my room until he could get there. And then he kept asking me pointless questions like, "How big is the bird?", like that matters just get here!!! He tried to motivate me by telling me to get it out before it pooped on my decorations!! Right when I hung up the bird made a dash from under the kitchen table to the living room love seat. I was in the office so I quickly opened the front door and about 10 seconds later, whoosh, the bird flapped out of here like a bat out of well, you get the idea. The crazy thing is this has happened before. About three years ago while living in the old farm house we awoke to a bird in our bedroom!!! What are the chances??? We are currently enjoying our afternoon BIRD FREE!!!!
