As I sit here today I remember the care free effort of birding on my own time. There was the occasional early wake up to walk through a neighboring forest. Maybe quietly watch the bird in the back yard at the feeder. Perhaps a camping trip with birding in mind. A search for a Life Bird. Alas, this is no longer the case. Enter two lovely children and all that goes with them. I and wife, Karen, are now the distracted birders.