The Chicken Chick

There's this girl who loves her chickens. (no. I love them but we are not talking about me right now)

She loves them so much that she's named them all. She talks to them. Coos to them. and has yet to complain about having to go and feed and water them. It was pouring down rain this morning so she grabbed her umbrella and off she went. no complaints. That's what happens when you love your chicks.

We received our very first baby chicks right after Memorial Day this year. Six different breeds and two of each. all girls (we hope)

If you are ever interested in a sure fire way to get your kids to watch less tv this summer--get them chickens. They will provide hours of entertainment and antics.

So this post goes out to Delaney,  our little chicken chick. You are awesome and have already become a farm girl!

(pictures from the first day)

(The Chicken Trainer)

(They are really getting big and have most of their feathers now--this was yesterday 6/26--they are officially a month old)

The Tears of a Clown

Delaney has really been into face painting lately. We even let her purchase (with Daddy's money) a full kit. She really has talent but not always a willing canvas. Today, William agreed to be painted upon. Once he saw his face, he decided he wanted it off... and when it didn't immediately come off from his rubbing, he went off to pout. I love that boy... Even in his pouting state, he managed to pick momma some flowers :)

btw... he's a panda :)