I am a ... well, you know.
It started a year ago Mother's Day. My daughter, knowing that I was interested in adding chickens to the family, got me three beautiful day-old chicks from a local farm. Four months later, two of the three were crowing. After relocating them to a boy-friendly environment in the country, I bought two more girls to keep my lone chicken company.
The following spring, I found myself raising two large batches of chicks for my sister-in-law, and somehow a couple of those birds never left my yard.
Fast-forward another month or so, and my oldest girl decides she wants to be a mother. She was quite insistent - what could I do? You guessed it, she proceeded to raise three adorable magic chicks.
Lately I have been happy just reading about my feathered friends...but come spring - well I just don't know how much longer I can hold out...
and the saga continues, and I really must admit...I'm lovin' every minute of it!