|Waiting for the chickens to appear.|
When the sidewalk was poured, the client, who is a friend, offered to let the kids gather eggs from her chickens. Oh boy! Another great surprise! All three kids got to feed the chickens then gather fresh eggs from the nests. What a treat! I was frankly surprised when Miss E wasn't grossed out at all as she watched a hen lay an egg - which I was squeamish about the first time I saw it - and then only mildly observed that it was warm when she picked it up. I was impressed when she wasn't icked-out at all. Of course the kids wanted to rush home and buy an incubator so we could have baby chicks, but we ate scrambled eggs for lunch instead.
|Miss E took this picture of the eggs. She was very proud of them|