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.