In the spring, we had a pair of cardinals nest just outside our kitchen window. The children could sit at the table and look down into the nest. It was fantastic, and the source of many prayers from Kansas Mom and Dad that the neighbor cats wouldn't disrupt the nest.
Second Daughter documented the saga in her book entitled, appropriately if predictably, Cardinals.
In the beginning, there was a male cardinal and a female cardinal.
They fell in love and the female showed off her beautiful eggs.
The eggs hatched. The cardinals diligently fed the hungry chicks.
Then the chicks grew up and went their merry way.