We drove way up Carmel Valley looking for deep snow to play in (Deep, by local standards is an inch.) As we drove we saw a large flock of wild turkeys in a field, a covey of quail along the side of the road, and this mother bird with her chicks.
We'd made a similar group of tiny snow men crossing the road, and the kids were excited to see them get run over. Drivers went so far out of their way to avoid them though, that I feared we would cause an accident. We substituted them for these birds, and for some reason drivers were less reluctant to smash them, much to the kids' delight.