A special find

Today the big girls went outside to play. When Allen and Olivia joined them, he noticed they were off near the barn, where they are not supposed to play. Emma immediately came running, telling Allen to come see. Mary Claire heard some noises while they were in the back yard, instructed Emma to "Come on!" and led her off to find what was making the noise. They stumbled across quite a few baby chicks, probably a couple days old. The hen and rooster are both solid black, but somehow they have made quite the interesting group of babies - some solid black, some white with black and gray, some brown with yellow... all beautiful. Allen and the girls brought most of them in to the cooler (per Emma's instructions) that has been transformed to baby chicken house in the playroom, leaving two little black chicks with the mommy hen to keep her happy. What an exciting find. Hearing stories like this are a constant affirmation that we are raising our children exactly where and how we need to be raising them. The girls are in heaven with their new group of chicks, and Allen and I are looking forward to having eggs again soon. Between the age of our chickens and the cold, egg production has practically halted. Looks like in a couple months we will be up and running again. The life cycle is an amazing thing to experience first hand. First calves, now chicks. More new life on an old farm.