So last time the fawn visited, it was gone by they time I picked the kid up. So I didn't tell her about it, didn't want her disappointed that she'd missed it.
This time, I clocked it were still there from the road, told her it was a special day and she had to be quiet and smooth and slow and not go any closer than me, and we went and saw the fawn.
THEN, we went and saw the baby robins.
THEN, while we were watching the robins, we heard movement, and there was the mum, up the hill, with the fawn around her feet.
"Wow," I whispered to her, "Quiet fawn, didn't hear him going up the hill."
So then we got our bikes down and took them past the original fawn FEDI THERE ARE TWO FAWNS