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I just packed up 4 duck eggs for Zoe to bring in to her second grade class to hatch. I wonder what they'll get?

I've got the life long couple

Ally and Quackers
Pekin girl and rouen drake


Then we've got 4 of thier off spring 2 males and 2 girls

And one boy pekin and one girl rouen (got her with another mallard drake from the 2nd grade last year--they hatched out 2 of mine and then rouens, pekins, and mallards--my girls took home our 2 and then 1 yellow duckling, and 1 rouen, and 1 mallard)...I've seen Quakers mate with more than just Ally but never saw Ally mate with any other male.


Another question...I keep finding this really large egg that looks like the other duck eggs but it's up in the nesting box...do you think the girl rouen is jumping up and laying in the nest box? Or is it one of my chickens?

chickens well it's not the
black copper marrans
the ee's
rir

the blue orp lays brown right? I feel like I'm going insane...
then there's 2 mutts... one is a black laced wyndotte? and ? and the other..which maybe it's her...is a delaware ? somethin with a rose comb ee? maybe the white ee roo I had? er no...

That's it...I can't remember any of my chickens anymore and it was just last summer. sigh...
 
I tried to give Mr toes some nutri-cal type stuff and he was so offended. He spit it out and then hid in the corner of the bedroom under a table looking sad and pitiful.

Geez.

Norman NOMMMMMMMED it and wanted more more more. I went and bought a million cans of a millions brands/flavors of cat food tonight after work. That should last for a day or two.
 
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I, um, kinda sorta had a really huge fit one night this winter when I had had it up to HERE with all the food complaints at my house. Miraculously, I've hardly heard a peep since. (And no, I don't scream, yell, throw things or sacrifice small children. Just in case you were wondering.)
 
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But alas, that is not the problem. The problem is he complains non-stop about whatever it is. I cold bake him a Transformers cake, and Superman himself could fart vanilla chips and magic sprinkles and bring it to him in a flying blaze of glory and he'd say, "BUT I DONT LIKE THIS KIND OF CAKE!!!"
 
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LOL Your poor wee one would not survive in my family. I took a page from my parents' book...each child could list up to three items they absolutely would not eat...their list was placed on the fridge...whatever was on their list was OK not to eat if it was served but if it was not on the list..you ate what was served and zipped your lips. Ah yes I remember well what happened when my sister did not zip it. LOL She told my kids the story so I never had to deal with the mouths running.
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My son did go through one phase where all he wanted to eat was a certain brand of frozen chicken nuggets....he went without eating quite a bit before he got a clue and ate what was cooked. hahahaha
 
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But alas, that is not the problem. The problem is he complains non-stop about whatever it is. I cold bake him a Transformers cake, and Superman himself could fart vanilla chips and magic sprinkles and bring it to him in a flying blaze of glory and he'd say, "BUT I DONT LIKE THIS KIND OF CAKE!!!"

My nephew is well was exactly like that with me...because my sister catered to his every whim, preparing and repreparing food for him to please him...well when he started running his mouth with complaints...and he was 5 at the time also, I looked at him from across the table and said calmly and quietly...

"Brandon please put your fork and napkin down and leave my table. You may sit in the livingroom until we are finished with dinner. Move!"

He sat his fork down and tossed his napkin down while yanking his chair away from the table...I said nothing. We finished dinner and I cleaned everything up and put his plate in the fridge...the next morning at breakfast...guess what was placed in front of him? Yup his dinner plate. It was also presented at lunch and at dinner that evening. Each time he complained he was told to leave the table. I sat him down and talked to him, explaining that it was rude and inconsiderate to complain when you are being fed a meal prepared by someone else. Believe it or not...the kid got it. He ate it without a single word that night and he has never done that with me again and he just turned 11.
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It is after 2 am and I am up. Why? you ask. On my glorious night off? WEEEEEELLL it seems a certain cat no longer appreciates her kitten cave and keeps moving the kittens. Correction, she pulls the kittens out of the box and then lays about 3 feet away while then cry and cry and cry.

Then the Precious decided she had to go out. AFTER she crapped yellow diarrhea in the office. God only knows what she ate!

AS for children and whining at food......eat it, in silence, or go to your room. My kids were never super picky about food - contrary to what my mother will tell you. Alex hated tuna and liz was anti broccoli and mustard. Their big thing was if they decided that week they didn't like something, I'd lovingly and kindly remind them that I don't run a cafeteria and they could either eat what I fixed or not eat at all. Their choice.

As they got older the common thing was to come in and wrinkle their nose and say "what are you making" and I would reply "poison with a side of dog crap, want some?"

Beaner - Mr Toes looks settled in!

Maple - delawares and orps can lay big brown eggs
 
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