'A bird in the hand'

Early this morning, Dylan came running in to our bedroom telling us that there was a bird in the house. Sure enough there was and it flew around the kitchen for a few minutes before trying to fly our the front door (which was shut). It must have stunned itself and fell to the floor, laying sideways on the mat. Dylan quickly ran over to it, picked it up and cared for it until it was well enough to fly away again. After about 5 minutes in his caring hand he took it outside to let it go and it flew off and looks fine.

I'm still not totally well, but this bug hasn't yet got a hold of me so a pretty relaxed day. Had a haircut, bought a couple of memory foam pillows, Dylan bought a pair of goalie gloves for soccer with his birthday money.

Fire is lit and time to relax again.