Contrary to our random-minded friend above, that's very relevant to my life, ring.
Just yesterday my younger boy pointed to a bird up in a tree and asked me "dad, is that a robin?" ...to which I said "where? I'm driving, I can't just look up at anything you point to" (and yes, I do have dangling participle faults at times). But just then I was able to slow down and look high up on a tree branch and I see not a robin, but a cardinal. So I said to my beloved little son ...actually, while he is my younger son, he is not so little anymore, being he is 11yo and quite strong and chubby... "that's a cardinal, not a robin"; he replies "how can you tell the difference?" so I explained the most notable characteristics of each bird to him and now I think he will remember that for the rest of his life. I hope someday when I am gone and somebody asks him "is that a robin?" he will remember his dad. In case he finds this thread some day ...Hi Tyler!!!... or someone else here is not sure, here is a robin
and here is a cardinal
...being a dad and seeing my son growing into adolescence, I did weave a little "sex" into the story by telling him that the male birds are usually the more brightly colored while the females tend to be more muted colors ...to which he said "that's pimp!"