I think I'm going to have to start shelling the peanuts for the crows--save the parents as much work as possible; the fledglings are starting to try to steal the peanuts in the shell and swallow them whole because IT'S FOOD DAMMIT, GIVE IT TO ME WHY AREN'T YOU GIVING IT TO ME NOW *very loud angry kazoo noises*
I will also be thinking "thank jezus crisps I did not have kids" and I'm thinking that right now in fact