Thankfully, they're my girls and he has no naming privileges!
We have 4 darling chickens that should be quite interesting when they grow up. Momma was a bantam black silkie and Poppa was a full-sized barred rock. Mable is my sweet little black beauty. Little Liza Jane could be Mable's twin except for her sweet little white glasses. Chloe and Phoebe are my little barred rock twins. Thankfully Phoebe has some feathery feet so we can tell her and her sister apart.
The girls are finally transitioning out of that fabulously awkward teenage dinosaur phase. At 6 1/2 weeks, they'r really coming into their own and are already master bug chasers. The catching part, not so much yet, but they LOVE the chase.