Bird-Boy

At our playground up the street last week, Finley was entertained with the sand, structure, and his fellow tots. However, the most attractive feature in his eyes, was the grassy knoll where he could chase robins. He spotted one on the way back to the stroller and just took off after it. Similarly, on Friday, after visiting Dan at work, we headed off to the Harvard Square playground but didn't quite make it due to a robin pit stop. Finley nearly jumped out of the stroller when he saw a gathering of birds. I wish I could have gotten photos of him coming towards the camera, but I had to hang back as to not frighten the specimens away from our future ornithologist. He was certainly a man on a mission!

Amazing how close he could get! But eventually, each robin he would close in on would take off into the trees.

So after a long stare up towards the sky, he would scan the grass for another one to chase and he'd be off once again.

He was laughing while he ran and stopping every so often to make sure I was following him, and I kid you not--this was about a half hour endeavor. Finley was really in his element and while it was quite chilly out, this bird adventure made it feel like spring. I know both of his grandfathers would be proud of his new found interest in birds. When he'd had his fill, he came running back with arms up ready to go.

With the remaining twenty minutes before heading back to meet Dan, we finally got to the playground. Finley made his way into the sand and found plenty of tools to keep him happy.

This playground is so much fun, but we had to scoot. Once the weather gets a tinge warmer, we'll go back. It sure seemed odd to be digging in the sand with fuzzy hats and heavy coats on!