Until 3 months ago, I had never once even thought about raising chicks. Then in March my husband asked me what we were going to do for Easter. In an effort to get a rise out of him, I told him I was going to get some chicks to raise. To my surprise, he didn't laugh or give me "the look" or roll his eyes or anything like that. He just asked how many I wanted. Since I'm always asking for different animals and he's always saying no, I jumped on this unexpected chance to expand our family. We spent the next month (bypassing Easter) building the chicken coop and then found some Rhode Island Reds. We were going to go buy them the week after Memorial day but then on May 30 we went to the cattle sale and saw 10 of the cutest chicks ever. So of course, I had to buy them instead.