Mr. Bluebird

We have one of those mailboxes that opens on both ends, and several years ago, the back door was knocked off.  This is the side I use when I am getting the mail.  For several weeks now, something has had a hay day in my mailbox.  Some sort of nest kept building and building, taking up my entire mailbox.  The mail man just kept putting our mail on top, so I didn’t think much of it.  Until…..Rob informed me that it could be a snake or some sort of creature that might bite off my hand when I am reaching in there to get the mail.  Needless to say, I hurriedly knocked it out.

That was last week.

This week, I noticed it started up again, but this time, it was building much quicker.  In my way of thinking, whatever this beast may be, is certainly determined to house itself in my mailbox.  In my opinion, that kind of effort deserved acknowledgement, and a short stay in my box.

Yesterday, I decided to pull to the front and open the front door of the mailbox to see if I could get a glimpse of what may be in the mess of a nest.  This is what we found…

I was sooooo excited, then felt terrible that I had threatened the lives of these poor little baby birds just last week:(  I let the kids out of the car to take a peek, and let me just say Cade has made all sorts of plans for his new pet baby bluebirds.  I had to remind him that they will not be our pets in any way, shape or form, but it will be fun to watch them as they hatch.  When we left this morning, we saw the momma (or the poppa I guess) bird sitting on top of the mailbox.

I was just relieved to know I will not be losing my hand at the mouth of a baby bluebird:)