I thought for sure the last two baby Robins were going to leave the nest. Momma was sitting on the nearby fence, a worm dangling from her beak, and giving out a few chirps calling to them. I do believe she was trying her best to encourage them to make their first flight. They stepped out of the nest, but that's as far as they went. This little one looked at me like, "You're not my Momma!" I predict tomorrow will be the day.
