In our playhouse, a bird family had build their nest, quite precariously. Mum laid three eggs. We had been filming the progress - sadly the nest blew down in the winds last night (blew in one of the windows) and its tipped the nest and the babies - who must have been ready to hatch, have come out of their shells and are dead on the floor.
My eldest (who is very sensitive) is distraught and was begging me to save them (there is nothing I can do) and I know my mindee is going to be so upset as well - not sure if I should tell him (he is only 3) actually.
We are going to bury the babies later - must admit that I feel quite upset too
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