Although the kids were very convinced it was their own personal play house.
Andrew crafted a specialty nesting box so we can gather the eggs, but in the meantime, it makes a pretty great secret lookout.
Our chickens are so goofy, and love rolling in the dirt, getting it all mixed up in their feathers, they are kind of awesome.
“Mawia, help me down?”
“Come here, buddy.”
At the end of the day, Bob looks at the kids and says, “Let’s go!” and they race as fast as they can to his truck.
“Bye, mama,” they tell me.
“See ya,” I say.
They hop in the back, where they go loco and get to do a few laps in the drive way, while Bob plays music.
“Mama, I go to Bob’s house,” they tell me matter-of-factly. “We go see Bonnie.”
Recently, we’ve been having some shy little guests at evening picnics. Such little cuties.
Maria loves the chickens so much, but mostly Ladybug. She is a nurturer by nature, which means Ladybug is one of the most pampered and cared for chickens you could imagine.
She gets the royal treatment, and is turning into the best chicken you could imagine.
Literally, eyes closed, asleep, wrapped up in Maria’s doll bed. “Shhhhh, mama, she sleeping. Ladybug nap time.” “Yes, I see.”
“Eeeeeee-whyyyyy-sha!!! Let’s be best friend-brothers!!!!!” -Finley
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| “I look good and I know it” -Ladybug |
Still no eggs, and we may have a secret rooster with a baby red mohawk, and since we want to stay friends with our neighbors, he may have to go, but in any case, we love these little girlies. They have a peaceful vibe about them as they peck through the yard, eating the bugs, flowing through the plants and trees.
And when it’s time to round them back up at the end of the day, I literally need Maria’s help as they jump right out of my catch, “Maria!”
“It’s ok, I got em!” as she scoops up 3 at a time and tosses them gently into the coop.
What a pro.
Oh my goodness! What a riot! Ladybug in the stroller, doll bed, and a dress all made me laugh out loud.
And who knew, I should start making quilts for chickens too…my cat “quality tests” all the ones I make and is sure they’re all for her. Why not a chicken, I suppose. Ha ha.
Oh my word. Those pictures of Ladybug made my night. Hilariously beautiful. Thanks for sharing them. 🙂
Love it! The first pets we ever had when I was growing up were chickens. My dad grew up on a farm and taught biology at the private Christian boarding school where we lived. He thought city kids needed to learn where chickens came from. He purchased an incubator and ordered some fertilized eggs, so we got to watch them hatch. Great memories!
I love your posts and updates! They’re the best <3
Chickens are the best pets, I have eight and enjoy it so much. Your chicken coop is great!. Chickens will go back into the coop by themselves at night if they have a way to get back in by themselves – like steps up into the coop. It’s pretty cool. MY kids used to play with the chickens too, I love your blog and your family 🙂
The chicken in the bed blows my mind! And the fact that she let’s Maria dress her! C’mon! That’s not normal chicken behavior! What a blessing your Maria is! She can coax a chicken into a bed and into a dress! Love it!
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A
Oh the chicken in the dress! LOL Our girls have done that for years.
My favorite was when the baptized the duck. LOL
It looks like loads of fun going on over at your house. So did the chicken eat the hamburger?
love the photos <3 and seriously impressive coop!
I think you may need a second coop for your own little chicks to play in. :>
Maria is getting so big! I hardly recognize her as the little girl who came home! Those glasses especially make her look grown up. What a sweetheart – my A, who is about Maria’s age, would treat chickens the same way… she’s an animal lover, that girl. Too cute seeing her put her baby bed out there for it!
I love this post! Our family is starting a move that will hopefully end us up with some land for chickens! I came to your blog after someone stumbled across mine and told me how similar our family’s are. I will continue to follow, love you already!