Then yesterday a miracle happened. My wonderful (very patient and tolerant) husband of six years agreed to letting me buy 4 baby chickens after a spur of the moment trip to Rural King after church. I begged, the kids begged, the baby chicks peeped... we left the store, talked in the car, went to the gym, then drove back to Rural King a few hours later and brought home four cuties.
This morning I was taking a shower and thinking (all of my good ideas start this way because as a mom of two boys my showers are pretty much the only-scream free time I get). Anyways, I thought, "well shoot I've now embarked on another interesting journey again, this time I should really document it." Also I was thrilled we made it through the first night (I'm paranoid already), the chicks slept well and the cats didn't eat them. This chicken raising thing is already a success in my books.
So here they are!
Meatball
Noodle
Bulldozer
Hulk
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