We were waiting for Chad to come home from work.
Which means it was that awful bewitching hour where all children go rotten.
I was able to dodge it by make a nest:
And I fed my baby birdies "wormies" (aka noodles) until their daddy birdie came home.
Some times they would have to preform birdie tricks in order to be fed a wormie, or would have to try and fly. Great distraction for us all.