Attack of the Birds!

So today has not been a great day. I've been pretty lazy most of the day. Olivia and I went to play at the park. I was pushing her in the swing and this little bird flew right under the swing. I was on the phone with my mom and I told her how weird it was that this bird wouldn't go away. It was right by us. Olivia was fascinated with it, so I took her out of the swing and we crouched to be eye level with it, just watching it poke it's little beak around in the sand. And then it was looking right at me, so I was going to take it's picture to send to my mom (we had hung up at this point) so she could see how close it was. And then all of a sudden IT FLEW RIGHT AT MY FACE!! I screamed and ran, clinging to Olivia for dear life. We ran to other side of the park where I thought we were safe. I called my mom, still frantic and told her about the attacking bird. Then all of a sudden I felt it swooping towards my head! So we ran screaming to the car, and the bird chased us the whole way. By the time we got to the car I thought we had lost it. I was buckling Olivia into her car seat, and looked over my shoulder and there it was flying right AT ME. I hopped in the car, and it LANDED ON THE HOOD!

Seriously. My mother has instilled an unhealthy fear of birds in me since birth. I am afraid I will now do the same to Olivia (if she's not already scarred for life from this incident).