Small birds and large celebrations

This was a sort of mega weekend for my family. My mom's birthday and Father's Day were both yesterday and my dad's birthday is not far behind... yes, my parents are only 2.5 weeks apart in age... cute, right? :) Nate and I went to hang out with them at the new casa on Friday and Saturday. Mostly we went in the pool, ate, played pool, ate and listened to the birds chirping. Wait a second, those birds sound a little bit louder than I would expect them to seeing as how we are inside. Unless...... Oh, there they go again. Ummm, does anyone else think the birds are living in the fireplace? Show of hands? Well, after 24 hours of this, we were convinced that the birds had decided to move in with my parents which is sweet but mostly annoying.

On Saturday we decide to light a fire and try to get them to leave. All of you PETA peeps out there, we weren't trying to roast them only to get them to leave..... the fire was only lit for a short period of time. Well, this got them riled up but didn't so much get them to leave. Hmmmm, well, we'll just worry about it later. So later, my mom, Nate and I are all sitting in the den and we hear a flapping of wings... CLOSE. Like, expecting to see the bird in the grate close. We all stare at the fireplace until it happens again. "Ummmm, Dad.... did you close the Floo?" Turns out the after he turned off the fire, the floo did indeed stay open. My dad climbed into the fireplace with a flashlight and proceeded to poke the fluttering bird and he freaked out and flew away. This was after he left his droppings on the fake gas logs, of course :) Fun times.