A paint, glitter, and sticker frenzy ensued...
The birdhouses were finally hung this past weekend.
Every morning, Sassy jumps out of bed and rushes to the back door to see if any birds have been visiting.
Sure enough, we've caught several peeks of birds landing on the perch, carrying twigs and other nesting things to the little hole.
Sassy has been stoked.

Just this morning, Sassy and I had a little conversation that went something like this:
Sassy: Those birds just love my birdhouse.
Me: They sure do!
Sassy: They don't love {Tink's} so much, though.
Me: Why do you say that?
Sassy: They're never visiting it. They only like my birdhouse.
Me: Oh, yeah? And why do you think that is?
Sassy: I think they like the stickers. {Tink's} is kinda plain.
Me: That is likely the distinguishing factor.
Sassy: Yeah. {Head tilted, nodding along}...
Funniest thing, though. Those birds sure do seem to favor Sassy's bird house.
Coincidence?
Maybe.
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