I was out in the yard in the late afternoon one week headed to refill my bird feeders when a strange noise caught my attention. It sounded somewhat like a tree-frog with a high pitched flutteral noise but it wasn't quite right. At that moment something caught my eye up in the white poplar tree that I have been watching. I may have squealed and called all three of my kiddos to come take a look with me. We spent an exuberant amount of time watching them crawl in and out of the hole, climb in the branches and back in again. We almost missed dinner. How stinking cute are they?!