Our little girls like to hang out on the back porch, sit on the railings and stare in the windows, quite pathetically waiting for treats. Tonight, Bubbles was getting a little vocal about the lack of appropriate treats. My DSE, who was rather vehemently unenthusiastic about getting chickens but is now their biggest source for yummy goodness, opened the door, just a crack, and yelled, "Go lay an egg!!!"
I guess I'm not the only one having trouble dealing with the suspense.
I guess I'm not the only one having trouble dealing with the suspense.
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