What we've learned so far:
*Chicks are even messier than I thought. Good grief they poop like every other minute, it is ridiculous.
*But, they are also way more entertaining than we expected, and therefore the mess is a lot easier to tolerate. We kinda like having them in the house so far. BTW, 1500 sq ft, two adult humans, two boys ages 13 and 9, two cats, and the dog.
*Older kids like chicks a lot too.
*So does my husband.
*If you happen to have a chick that enjoys perching on your shoulder, it is a good excuse to talk like a pirate.
Ha, that's fantastic! I once ordered a PBR at a bar in a fishing town. As soon as the R came out of my mouth a salty old guy at the bar turned around here and said, "around here, missy, it's called PB-ARRRRRrrrrrr." I now need an arsenal of chicken pirate jokes.
Also, hooray for small houses. Cozy... if nothing else!