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How you find yourself not birding

May 18, 2012

Ted Floyd wrote a great piece at the ABA Blog about birding with kids the other week.  In it he basically says that there’s no reason kids aren’t able to go out and explore the world (i.e. birding with you) as soon as they come out of the womb.  I couldn’t agree more.  Noah and I have been regular birding companions since the first time I took him out in the field – real birding – when he was about 10 days old.  We don’t always look for birds, but we always look for something and have fun doing it.  As he’s gotten older and more capable of spending time in the field, these opportunities only promise to come more frequently.

Here’s what they don’t tell you, though.  When your child reaches a certain age, you start getting invited to lots and lots of activities with your child’s peers, and they’re not always amenable to spending time outside birding.  Which is essentially how I’ve found myself coming to the close of perhaps the worst spring for birding I’ve had since I started, lo, those 20 years ago.  The last three weeks, the peak of a southern spring, have been packed full of parties and hallmark holidays and various and sundry activities that have conspired to take me out of the field.  Which seriously sucks, folks, especially since I’m not what you’d call a social butterfly.  So I hope you’ve enjoyed your spring.  Mine has been lame-o-rama.

On the other hand, this guy is three now.  So that’s pretty great.


One Comment
  1. May 18, 2012 3:41 pm

    It’s strange how the “not birding” becomes more and more rewarding as the little fella grows. Stick with it.

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