Playing "musical eggs"

This picture shows three baby Pacific Parrotlets in my kitchen nearly five years ago. I raised their mommy and daddy...and one of them is Gloria, now sitting on 3 eggs of her own (plus 3 of Treasure's eggs).

Today I threw out one of Treasure's seven eggs. It was an egg I had tried to repair with nail polish...but it was obvious it had not survived. As eggs in Treasure and Berry's nest continue to be damaged I am faced with the dilemma of what to do to rescue the eggs and babies inside? I took a little action.

I removed three of the six (remaining good eggs) and placed them in my second Painted Conure pair's nest box in hope that they would foster the eggs and babies. However, after a while it was clear that they didn't want the job.
So, I placed the three eggs in Gloria's nest box along side her two eggs.
It's like playing "musical chairs" with these eggs...

I checked this evening again in Gloria's box and see there are now 3 Pacific Parrotlet eggs (Gloria's) and the three Painted Conure eggs (Treasure's) all being
warmed by little parrotlet bodies. The Conure eggs are twice the size of the Parrotlet eggs but Gloria and Wally are sitting on them anyway. I do hope this works.

The three eggs left in Treasure and Berry's box are a gamble too. Treasure has potential to lay another egg or so and it is possible she will be a great mother to any hatched babies. She raised many babies perfectly, except last year all of the babies were killed in the nest box. This year's damaged eggs are a grim reminder of the need to pray for these little potential birds. I think Berry and Treasure have a chase in the box issue that damages the eggs. I've caught them in this flurry and saw that the eggs were tossed all over the place as a result.

Tomorrow I may be able to finally have my Mazda towed to the mechanic shop. Will be nice to have freedom of mobility again soon.

Right now I am grateful for Gloria and her three eggs.
I am grateful Gloria is nesting her eggs and seems to be incubating Treasure's 3 also.
I am grateful I found Zoey safe after I fell asleep with her in the bathroom window...and awoke several hours later to find her on top of Dooby's cage under a sheet.
I am grateful for frozen dinners.
I am grateful for the phone call today from my friend in Tennessee.
I am grateful for first hand experience of God's love for me.

GratefulJoy