Saturday, December 20, 2008
The personalities that come standard issue on my boys are as different as Lightening McQueen and Tow Mater from cars. While Cooper empathizes with the freezing birds outside, Mason will chase them away. As Mason gobbles the mixings for our pine cone bird feeders, Coop rolls his eyes and says things like, "Mom! Make him stop, that's really gross." The bird feeder that Cooper made was painstakingly pressed together, each raisin and pine nut precariously positioned for optimum feeding. Mason's bird feeder was really just a collection of what was left on his plate after he finished off the snacks himself.
I'm not sure the birds have taken notice of the pine cones hanging in our yard. But every day we check.