Monday, July 25, 2011

Heroes, Bird Watching, and Other Musings


Isn't it always about having the right tool for the job? I, the pragmatic one, the planner would certainly have thought so. Yesterday, a bird flew into our house. Why is the movie title "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" rolling around in my head? No matter, at any rate, I arrived home from work to find Drew in quite the tiz. It seems this afternoon a bird had flown into our house. Although no one was admitting who let the wren in, Drew with ten year old chest out and head held high proudly took credit for trapping the feathered intruder in his (that's Drew's) room. Drew, ever the thinker...truly his mother's son....had also tried putting Landen the Cat in the room with the bird thinking perhaps the cat would or could chase the bird out. I gathered that plan failed.

As I started up our stairs to ascertain the fowl situation, Drew on my heels quickly interceded to tell me Daddy was on the way, and Daddy would handle the bird. This I had to see. I retreated down the stairs nearly plowing into Adrian determinedly rounding the corner with...no, I couldn't believe it....a Clemson orange kid's crabbing net! Are you kidding me? I laughed and laughed. I told Adrian to hold everything. The bird would simply have to wait while I found my camera. Some moments just cry out for photographic documentation. Hands shaking severely from the laughter and eyes full of laughing tears, I barely managed to snap the photo, but photographer that I am, I did. And then up Adrian went, fittingly past my beloved antique bird prints that line our stairway, to save the day....with a crab net! I could almost hear the "Rocky" score as I watched the purposeful ascent. (Two cinematic references in one post.....good for me!)I am not quite sure whether my husband was saving us from the bird or the bird from us. I am also not certain what happened or how it happened in my son's upstairs room. But, quite unbelievably, after about 75 seconds, down came Adrian with his orange net and, flapping furiously inside, the wren! Why didn't I go upstairs to see the rescue mission? Why did I doubt that Drew's hero Daddy would again save the day? How does he do that?

Yes, quite obviously, it is critically important to have the right tool for the job.

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