a few weeks ago mdh got a bird feeder. but not just any kind of bird feeder–it’s the squirrel buster bird feeder. miss e waited by the window with much anticipation, but for two days we didn’t see any birds come by to take a morsel. she even had her little east-west all the backyard birds guide book on hand.
finally, on the third day we started seeing some house finches show up. but that’s all we kept seeing, red headed male finches, spotted female finches, and nobody else. i was getting bored (yes, already). certain ones kept coming by so frequently i was able to identify them individually.
on the morning of the fourth day as i was in the bathroom getting ready miss e comes running in to tell me she saw a “small grey bird with a crest.” and then she made a crest by putting her palms together on top of her head. she even found the titmouse in her guide book and showed me, “this one.” i didn’t believe her, since all i saw were the house finches. i thought maybe she was pretending to see a different bird since it was getting a bit boring with only the finches coming to the feeder. she went and told her dad too. he didn’t believe her either.
then mdh went to have some breakfast and while he was sitting down to have his cereal he saw the titmouse at the feeder! miss e did actually see the titmouse and so very accurately identified it. so now you can imagine mdh’s excitement in seeing some other bird other than the house finches, and even more excited because his daughter had identified a bird even before the adults saw it. the titmouse is a skittish kind of bird so i didn’t get to see it for myself until the following day.
the titmouse is a cute bird, and yes, it’s small, grey, and has a crest.
so far we’ve seen house finches, titmouse (would the plural be titmice?), chestnut-backed chickadees, scrub jays, mourning doves, house sparrows, and california towhees visit our backyard. oh yeah, and busy squirrels trying to get to the bird feeder.
(this post was requested by mdh, because he’s a proud papa and he wanted to record this moment. he’s been talking about training our kids to be birders even before we had kids. he asked me to write this down a few days after miss e saw the titmouse, but i kept putting it off. since today is father’s day it feels like it’s a good day to tell the story.)