Can I take a second to gush about my daughter? She is just the sweetest baby girl, giggly and growly and definitely a mama’s girl. I love watching her with Jacob and her brother, she delights in them so much! She just turned 8 months old, so of course I had to take some glamor shots, complete with some ridiculously cute jewelry from one of her aunties. In my attempts to not show pictures of my kids faces online though, I keep uploading pictures reminiscent of “Wilson”, the neighbor on Home Improvement whose face was always awkwardly obscured by some item. Anyway, she’s adorable, and I’m smitten.
Now onto chickens! Our baby chicks decided to come a few days early, and Jacob and I were caught totally off guard when the first one hatched. He was getting ready for work early in the morning, and kept hearing a cheeping sound. After looking out the front door and around the house trying to determine where the noise was coming from, he remembered the incubator, and there inside was a little chick trying to get out of the egg shell while still in the turner! (If you’ve never hatched eggs before, they have to be turned throughout the day, so we have an electric turner that keeps them moving for us). Apparently they come early when the heat has been a little too high throughout incubation, but we still got 22 chicks, so not too bad.
A friend asked me the other day which animal I like the most on our farm, and it’s definitely our chickens. Although they can sometimes resemble small messy velociraptors, they produce a lot of eggs and meat for our family, and they are fun to watch when they’re hunting for bugs. Really though, any animal tends to look amazing in comparison to goats – these guys are so pesky…jumping on our cars, eating decorative items hanging outside my house, and man oh man they are loud!
One of my favorite stories about our chickens is when they decided to stow away. Jacob was taking an enclosed trailer to another farm to pick up some of those pesky goats, and when he got there and opened the door, out jumped three hens and a rooster. I could just imagine the rooster talking to the girls in an English accent, “come on ladies, now’s our chance!” It was like Chicken Run come to life. Thankfully Jacob was able to get them all back in the trailer and bring them home safely, and one of them even laid an egg while they were on the road! Again, you can imagine her in the back, bumping down the road, “I can’t hold it in any longer! This egg is coming one way or another!”