Personally I don't think the mother robin is a good parent. First, choosing the motion detector lights above the garage to set up shop on, so they go on and off all night. Not to mention the sound of the garage doors going up and down though she's become quite blase about that. Then the lads seem to be home alone most of the time while she goes awol for ages. I remarked to hubby that I was going to call social services. Then I saw her hopping nonchalantly up the front garden with a beakful.
So they got supper at last.
Meanwhile on the porch, someone else is after handouts.
There's never a dull moment on our porch, I can tell you.