Sunday morning I woke about 6am to a sick child calling out, "Mooooommmmmm," from across the house. Or so I thought! I thought it was my 9yo son. I laid there for a few seconds after it woke me, trying to hear it again, and sure enough, there came the awful call again. I walked towards his room, only to hear the sound coming from behind me - the side of the house where my bedroom is, and where the young roosters' quarters are. One of my 15wk old BR packing peanuts was learning how to crow! It was the worst sounding little guy I've ever heard, and it kept me awake for the next 30 minutes or so, constantly calling out for "Mooooommmmmmmmmmmmm!" One of the bantam cochins chimed in with him pretty quickly, and he had a perfect little new crow - I think it was probably the one who's been crowing since he was 7 weeks old... I hope he hurries up and finds his grown-up crow. Not sure if I can handle "sick child" crows every morning for very long!