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Bird Nests

Nothing says "Spring" like the birth of babies, so we made some bird nests out of shredded wheat biscuits. This particular recipe wasn't the greatest (I've since found a better one that we'll try next year), but the girls enjoyed. Claire's classroom has a little nest perched on a stick in their classroom. Claire came home one day and told me that a teacher found a baby bird's egg to put in the nest. She was 100% convinced that is was going to hatch soon. Each day we go into class and she has  to check on the egg to make sure all is still well. Low and behold, after careful observation, Claire noticed the egg now has a line on it. She is certain this means that egg is going to hatch open VERY soon. One of her friends has tried to stomp on her innocence by telling her the egg is fake. Thankfully, Claire is holding her own and sticking to her story. These are the stories I truly cherish. I am so thankful that she truly is an innocent soul even though there are times she seems to be growing much too quickly.













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Jessica said…
Wow, Mya really looks older in those pictures! Never thought of making a birds nest..Do you eat them?? Awful thought!

Love ya, J
April 12, 2012 at 4:12 AM
Kara said…
I know. She's getting big. Yes you eat them. THey are pretty much like rice krispie bars except no rice krispies. You'll have to take note and make them with Jackson!
April 12, 2012 at 7:53 AM
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