So, we got some chickens. Why, you ask? Earwigs. Lots and lots of earwigs. My redneck ranching sisters says "You got bugs? Gotta get some chickens!" So we some chickens to eat them. Let me just say, I assumed that there would be a point where Alex didn't perk up and have to announce every time he heard a chirp. So far I have been proven wrong. You hear a tiny chirp in the back ground, and inevitably, a "mama! I hear da baby chicks! I wanna hold my baby chicks! Mama! There's anudder baby chick!" I just keep telling myself that that is the very reason I got chicks instead of stealing a few chickens from the Romriell Ranch. I wanted them as chicks so they would grow up accustomed to being poked and prodded by a 2 year old, and also so we could train Cami to not eat them. The second part is going to be the hard part. So, up above: Goldie is the gold one (we like obvious) the one with the distinct black lines is Grill (Jeff named him, and because the lines on his head look like a grill, not because of Grilled Chicken) and last but not least we have Baby. Which is funny because if you look at the pic someone definitely put Baby in a corner! Ha... get it?!?! Moving on.... The pic below is Alex sneaking off to poke at the chicks. He has no idea I'm watching him. He pulls the chair over and climbs up and sits there watching them. Cracks me up.
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I tried sending a commment already, and if you did get it, you can choose which to post:). The chicks are way cute, except they grow up to be chickens. However, colored eggs is definitely a draw! Alex looks exactly like Jeff...it's like looking through an old album. The faces Alex makes now really boost the resemblance. Great shots! Good luck with the youngsters - all of them!
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