Little Chicken Lovers

The kids had a little extra energy the other night before bed, so in order to burn off their extra "crazy" we let them run around the yard and chase the chickens.......good times.

CHICKEN LOVE

Our girls are growing up and getting big! We really can't believe how much they have grown and it really is evident when we look back at the pictures of when we first brought them home, click HERE to see those pics.

Sophie and Jonah seriously love the chickens. Sophie truly asks to go outside and "play" with the chickens, which really involves her just chasing them around the backyard. Really though, it is no longer a chase since the chickens have sort of given up on running away from her, they have realized that she is RELENTLESS and will not quit chasing them until she has gotten to "love" one of them. Now they see her coming and just squat down prepared for the loving that is coming their way! Jonah, well, he just wants to hug and kiss them..........my tenderhearted little man.

Now that we are getting 4 eggs a day, Neal has made it clear that he wants more chickens, at least 2 more he says. We'll see what happens! Who knows the Slimick Farm could be growing folks!

Butterfly

Roxy

Mabel

Betty

THE FIRST EGG

Sophie was pretty darn excited when Neal came back from the chicken coop with an egg! This particular egg is from Roxy, she is the oldest, therefore the first to start laying eggs, the other 3 , Betty, Mabel, and Butterfly should follow suit in the next few months. As it stands Roxy gives us an egg a day!

What happens when...........

Mommy leaves you in Daddy's care for 5 minutes

Daddy hears the crinkling of plastic and wonders what it could be

Mommy comes back down stairs and asks where the boy is

Mommy and Daddy enter the play room to find......

the boy has made off with a candy cane from the Christmas tree

and is thoroughly enjoying it

at least until Mommy takes it away

moving on to watching chickens instead

Meet The Girls

I would like to formally introduce you to "the girls" as we so affectionately refer to them. Roxy, the Barred Rock, the stripey looking one, she is Neal's chicken. Betty, a Black Sex Link, the black and amber one, she is Jonah's. Mabel, an Amber Link, the one in the back who sort of reminds me of a toasted marshmallow, she is mine. And finally, Butterfly, another Amber Link, the little cream colored one in the front, well she is Sophie's, I mean didn't her name give way to who her owner was?

They love to hide out under the shed, we finally had to cut off their access under the shed for fear they would feel too safe under there and start laying their eggs there.


A better look at Mabel, seriously though does she not remind you of a perfectly toasted marshmallow?

nothing we do is normal......

For our children's birthdays we got them chickens, that's right.......chickens, 4 of them to be exact. We took them to our farmer friend, Michael, over at his farm, The Poultry Junction to pick them out. Sophie did her very best to wrangle a chicken for her and one on behalf of Jonah, who, is clearly too young to wrangle his own chicken, but I imagine he is not far behind in his wrangling abilities. Anyhow we went with the intention of getting 2 maybe 3 chickens, but ended up with 4 because we thought it only fitting for each member of the family to have their very own chicken, who wants to share a chicken anyway. The chickens are not quite old enough to lay eggs I think two of them will be old enough in about a month or so, and the other two in January/February sometime. I like to think of our new chicken friends as pets with purpose. Here is a look at our day at the farm.

running down to the coops, she could not get there fast enough.

itching to get inside and pick out her chicken.

trying to catch one.

caught. except this one actually got put back because she saw a "cuter" one she wanted.

this is the one she caught for jonah.

helping daddy catch his chicken.

watching all the action.

telling me she would really like 2 chickens for herself.

i wonder if he is thinking "hey, we have the same hair color"


trying to decide which one i want to take home.


her "cuter" chicken.


of course what is a visit to the farm without saying hello to the turkey.