You are a widower with one son and you are a firm believer in "keeping a boy in his place." You married a widow who had four kids when Ivan (your son) was twelve; a little more than a year ago. Your wife has turned all matters of discipline for the boys over to you.
Despite being called (behind your back) "Alex the Terrible" by the boys, a moniker you secretly hold pride in, Ivan retains an indomitable sense of humor and takes great enjoyment in playing practical jokes on people. There's never anything malicious but there have been rather several messy outcomes courtesy of Ivan's antics.
Despite living on a farm or being in a rural setting most of her life, your wife has quite a fear of birds. Ivan has spent about three months raising a young bird he discovered in the barn and 'training it" to sit on him and move on command.
Today he has it in mind to give mom a bit of a scare. He brings "Blackie" into the living room and grabs a reference book on birds from the bookshelf and calls for mom to come over as he needs something. Hearing your wife's deafening scream, you run out of the den/office to see young Ivan thus:
Once you calm the missus down, are Blackie and Ivan going to the barn and is Ivan's rear about to "fly the coop?"