The robins who made our garden their home since last winter have had chicks.
They're in the home-made nest box Liz fastened on the side of the shed, well hidden from the sparrow hawk by a large acer tree and now protected by an electronic cat scarer.
When the female is off the next, we managed to take a peek at the chicks.
The photo won't win any awards, but you can just make out the yellow gape and tufty head.
We're now so tuned into the bird calls, we recognise the blackbird's alarm call. It woke us at 4am, and Liz dashed outside to scare off any invading cat. It's the closest we'll get to looking after kids!