Monkeywithacoop
Chirping
Dear Diary,
My intelligent, beautiful, and quirky 15 yo walked into my room and said," we need to talk ". Expecting the worst case scenario of this age group, I sat on the bed and gave her my full attention. "Shoot.." She look me in the eye and said ," I've got this problem and its been going on for a while". "umhmm....", said I. Her face looked a bit down and she said," I have stayed up late nights and spent time at school doing research. I have talked to friends and joined forums just trying to find answers and I think I can talk to you about this now". " Hey you", I replied," You can tell me whatever anytime. There is no judgment here. What is troubling you", I asked? " I know it may sound crazy and weird but.." she hesitated. " Look", I said while giving her a hug and cracking a grin," 90% of you is crazy and weird but I love that about you so don't worry about how it sounds". She looked me in the eye and said, " Chickens". " Excuse me...whatwasthat", I replied a bit confused. " Chickens", she repeated. " I have been thinking alot about chickens and I think we should have some", her voice nervously trailing off a bit at the end. " For dinner", I asked? She stared at me, eyes narrowing, brows pinching, and sneered, " Ugh. That was rude". " What...What did I do", I asked in complete confusion? "Having chickens... as in owning chickens, raising chickens", her voice rising in intensity. " oh....hmm....I dunno...I guess... sure", I mumbled, rantingly, confused by my elation that this was the subject of her need to talk and confusion as to where and how to begin the journey. Several hours and days and emails and texts later, I am here. New to a site full of wonderful information, proudly discovered and shown to me by my amazing kid. Cheers!
My intelligent, beautiful, and quirky 15 yo walked into my room and said," we need to talk ". Expecting the worst case scenario of this age group, I sat on the bed and gave her my full attention. "Shoot.." She look me in the eye and said ," I've got this problem and its been going on for a while". "umhmm....", said I. Her face looked a bit down and she said," I have stayed up late nights and spent time at school doing research. I have talked to friends and joined forums just trying to find answers and I think I can talk to you about this now". " Hey you", I replied," You can tell me whatever anytime. There is no judgment here. What is troubling you", I asked? " I know it may sound crazy and weird but.." she hesitated. " Look", I said while giving her a hug and cracking a grin," 90% of you is crazy and weird but I love that about you so don't worry about how it sounds". She looked me in the eye and said, " Chickens". " Excuse me...whatwasthat", I replied a bit confused. " Chickens", she repeated. " I have been thinking alot about chickens and I think we should have some", her voice nervously trailing off a bit at the end. " For dinner", I asked? She stared at me, eyes narrowing, brows pinching, and sneered, " Ugh. That was rude". " What...What did I do", I asked in complete confusion? "Having chickens... as in owning chickens, raising chickens", her voice rising in intensity. " oh....hmm....I dunno...I guess... sure", I mumbled, rantingly, confused by my elation that this was the subject of her need to talk and confusion as to where and how to begin the journey. Several hours and days and emails and texts later, I am here. New to a site full of wonderful information, proudly discovered and shown to me by my amazing kid. Cheers!
That was an awesome intro and we're thrilled that you've decided to join us
—but the suspense is killing me... Do you have chickens now?
It's a great and sometimes heart breaking adventure. But sharing it with a teen will be an amazing journey. And the development she gets from the experience will only help shape her into the great person it sounds like she is already on her way to becoming! 
