Thunder is Nothing to a Bird

There was another thunderstorm last night.  I was afraid that Mrs. Robin's eggs would get too cold because the night was cold.  When Mom went for a walk, she walked near the nest, and Mrs. Robin didn't fly away. 

Usually she flies away when something comes near her nest.  She flies to a small tree in the front yard.  Then she flies to another tree just like it.  If we get too close to that tree, she flies all the way up to a big tree. 

This is me writing.