They are singing to the mighty glowing egg in the sky, duh
Hopefully he gets a friend, poor little bird
That sounds eventful! You sure have some great birds.
They're definitely quite the set...So cute! Before my naked neck was introduced to my flock, she enjoyed cuddling with a small mallard duck plush. And me. I really hope Crashie and your other egg make it. He/she is so cute. Nothing better than waking up to the sound of chirping, honking, cackling, wailing... eh, you get my point!
Me, too. Crashie really needs a friend, preferably an animate one. Precious babies. ...I guess I have no sense of humor when I'm sleep deprived. 
He doesn't seem to have great vision (yet?), so if he sees anything dark against the paper towels he's on at the moment, he goes for it. I think he finally understands what is food now, though it may be hard for him to distinguish because he has kicked food everywhere in his brooder with his little flipper feet. 
No one was in the nest this morning, and I only heard some half-hearted broody chirps from Rosie while I was out there. I imagine there's an underground effort being put out already, secret meetings and such, you know. But for now, the broody buster is empty! 
Guess who was on the nest last night! I guess Rosie is NOT done brooding yet. Miss Broody Wyandotte may now be referred to as the Lady Wyandotte again, however. She's still a bit dramatic, but she's staying off the nest. I may have won the battle yesterday, but I definitely didn't win the war on broodies. 
He's been a bit fickle lately, we'll just say. I had to clean his butt up again yesterday, so he reached a point where he didn't want me to touch him, but he screamed at the top of his lungs if I tried to leave. The little creep!
So instead, I try to cup my hand over him while he's in the brooder, or just rub his belly a bit. He's so small, but I think he's grown since he hatched on Friday. He just looks a bit bigger to me. But YouTube keeps crashing my computer, so I'll have to find a way to post it later. For now, some Crashie pictures from this morning. (Oh, I could never hurt this precious baby! ) Anyway, I guess we'll see.
He would climb into the water and then SHOOT right across the dish and out across the floor! I guess he needs a bigger tub. A few hours after his bath, I caught him doing the 'ducky dip' in his brooder--that dipping motion that ducks do while bathing in the water, you know? I don't know what he was thinking, but we'll see how he does tomorrow with his bath. We got Crashie a mirror yesterday while I was out for harp, and his reaction was amazing! He came running out from under the EcoGlow, then stopped half way to the mirror and just stared like, "Hellooo..." He's been alternatively staring, preening, and pecking at himself in the mirror since. That was a good investment. ) And Ani Wyandotte says, "What am I, chopped liver?" I have no idea. She straightened out right after I took this picture as if embarrassed. Blackmail fodder. Gotta run out and get everyone inside for the night now.
